The Professional Part 2 Songtext

[Lil' Kim]Yeah How many hitters can stand the rain(Queen Bee Entertainment I'm runnin shit now)This is only a testLa la la la la(What We told you it was commin)La la la La la la la la(We in front of the scenesand in back of the scenesso what you gon do now)La la la[Lil' Kim]Bitches wanna front on meBut know not to come to meI keep ten glocksTen rotts up in front of me (grr)Like they sprayin sumin (Sprayin sumin)Like they sayin sumin (Sayin sumin)I gets my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin (What)My reach is like Louis stiff eighty-fourYours is like Evander seventy-seven slowThanks to TaeboI'm thirty two and OWhen I catch a knock out bitches bring the cops outTwo for five spotsI tear the rocks outPop the tops out then clear the spot out (Yea outta here)Nigga or bitch you don't want no problems (Fuckin assholes)My revolver is a quick problem solverDon't never think I'm slippin (Why)Bitch I ain't dumbI carry a stun gun inside of my hair bunHatin ass niggasI treat you like a bitchStrap on a fake dick and stick you where you shitI got warriors that's three time felonsLeave ya body swellinLeakin from ya melonAnd it ain't no tellin when the bodies start smellinSomebody took the story and sold it to Helen KellyThe guns and thing you sing about bring em outLike I thought y'all havin a gun droughtI'm a millionaireI ain't rhymin for the cashI'ma relax and let my niggas get in ya ass[Banger]All ya'll niggas is narrow straight parrelNigga like Banger make you swallow the barrel(Swallow it)Criminal I ain't tryna battle(Neva dat) on a ground or gravelThrough four make the hollows travel[Bristal]I got Montana nines more tangled linesWho wanna wine and dine with Bris get in lineI fight like I rhyme niggas thirsty to shineCan't jack mineI'm one of a kind[Banger]Die slow y'all niggas is dust like pyroYou sleep with your eyes closeMight as well be blind foldSee how much my nine hold blast my oneDos tres to the cuatro cincoReload bitch[Bristal]How you want itHead or gutYou soft like baby butt (I like that)When these Brooklyn niggas come threwTheir jewels they tuckFor whatIntimidated how we hop out the truckOr the S type JagY'all niggas straight fag[Chorus: Lil' Cease]This is for my niggas who ain't never have shitRidin round town with gun in massesCopped out the ten years but only had sixAll the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch[Lil' Kim]This is for my bitches who ain't never have shitSettin niggas up for all they stashesLove cats with Roleys and Carti glassesNasty hoes who take it in they asses[Lil' Cease]I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas where I'm fromI ain't never tell no bitch when I cumI'm far from a lame you will never see me runYou know how we do it beef jump into itM.A.F.I.A.'s the gang max out the squadronNine millimeter teamMack 11 mobs menWho said we ain't richKim's bling cost a fortuneQueen Bee niggas shootin anything crawlinFrom now on it's on when I catch you niggas snorinAny fresh event you can bet niggas sportinBetta leave town catch a flight in the morninGet the cold out ya eyes somebody bout to dieThree niggas got beef three niggas got to goHit em all in the row like tic tac toeWhere you start is where you finish atShow y'all the meanin of famRemember dat[Chorus: Lil' Cease]This is for my niggas who ain't never have shitRidin round town with gun in massesCopped out the ten years but only had sixAll the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch[Lil' Kim]This is for my bitches who ain't never have shitSettin niggas up for all they stashesLove cats with Roleys and Carti glassesNasty hoes who take it in they asses