And with my last breath still screamin I.F., clap wit me [Chorus] [Proof] King Gordy brought the pain and Jewels he fought the lames I played with
gone Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!) I do this with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me
they sever ears Hard to the roots a hundred proof with no chaser Scarves and some boots a hundred troops with chrome bangers Now rock with me, I spray blocks with
with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets
I should leave these streets behind me But it's so hard to escape Oh lord please send me an angel To lead me out of this place Take me awwaaayyyy Away
it Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with
Boy died from Bed-Stuy I've been, controllin' the street, holdin' the heat Shit I only want what's stolen from me (Nah you ain't fuckin' wit' us) Rollin' with me
and now the war is on (Back) And we gon' celebrate when you get murdered, deceased and gone Retaliation is a must when you fuck with us Tell me what
Make Make that Money (watch her) Make Make Make that Money (yea) Imma take that money [Verse 3:] Make it clap now Make it clap now Make it clap now Bring
, for, Hook: Clap your hands everybody don't act like you never saw me just clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands Clap your hands everybody don't act like you never saw me just clap
Never War Bullet Proof Vest and No Got Bullet Proof Car You Know Me Westside Triple O.G And I'ma tell you like the homie Snoop Dogg told me [chorus
the same thing So if you say them punk nigga you say me I be in L.A. G, get at me when you see me Catch you in O.C., and in the bag you'll be leaving
Now you could call it puppy love 'cause I got dogged out Now on all my note books I got her name crossed out But she lost out, I just lost profit, when she left me
proof I make the room spin Intoxicated flow I bleed vodka and brandy Don't make me choke you down like Jon-Benet Ramsey Something demands of me to rip
Rock me all night long, rock me all night long) [AZ the Visualiza] Salute me, rock silk and linen over Gucci's Iced out, platinum Roley -- with the rubies Baby uzis, Perrier make me
? Wanna rock with me Take ya back, do the wop wit' me Spend the cash like Monopoly Words slurred and my vision is blurred But a party ain't a party 'til I slide with
clap your hands Ladies in the house, just grab a man We gonna make y'all, feel it Make y'all, feel it Make y'all wanna move Ladies in the place, just show 'em proof
