[Intro] How about those guys you wanna line up? I got 'em, two of the best How much did you tell 'em? Nothing, just that it's big
[Verse 1: A-Wax] Wax, tell your brothers you love 'em, if they still here they'll hear it When I tell you this shit is cutthroat, I'm talking ear to ear I'm a gangster and on my actions as much as an appearance Never had to call on big homie, funk first to get the clearance Pass it to the homie with money though I'm not into sharing Blicky on my hip, like Houdini this bitch will disappear Bro, that play's already in motion, just don't be interfering Nosey white bitch, I'ma double up when I hit the Karen Macaframalama, .45 at the pad Told her hoe, I'll pay for Vegas, bring that silencer back Can't be capping on my name and not be blind to the facts Take my shirt off, show the scars from all the knives in my back, yeah Shining like a key before it's tampered with Play with mine, get wet like Phencyclidine on a cancer stick Risk taker, never been afraid to chance the shit When that sucker die, celebrate like we won a championship
[Chorus] It's a celebration, bitches yelling "Mazel Tov!" The big homie gave me six, I went and got 'em off Talking slick, I'll tell the little homie "knock him off" I'm moving careful and cautiously trying not to fall I'm on go mode, gassing trying not to stall I lost a brother, devastated when I got the call They say "forgive and forget", I never forgot at all I'm in the game going hard, I gotta ball
[Verse 2: X-Raided] I'm sipping Rosé with my pinky out, a fresh bowl of lobster biscuits Garden Blocc Bumpy Johnson, bitch I'm on that mobster shit 914 the gang, we out here running numbers If you can't see my GB, yeah, you blind as Stevie Wonder Have my brother's raid your village, they gon pillage, rape and plunder that You cross me, run up in your house like "where that motherfucker at?" (Like "where that motherfucker at?") It's the kiss of death, pucker that I been a boss all my life, nigga, no JoJo, no K-Ci Executive decisions, you wanna see me, speak to J.C There ain't no hope for you if he don't approve He told me you a hater, you just wanna see my soldiers lose I trusted that, disregard what you say, I can't fuck with that You talking behind my little brother's back, what the fuck is that? Blocc Rules, nigga, that's the way the Blocc moves Somebody should've taught you little niggas what to not do
[Chorus] It's a celebration, bitches yelling "Mazel Tov!" The big homie gave me six, I went and got 'em off Talking slick, I'll tell the little homie "knock him off" I'm moving careful and cautiously trying not to fall I'm on go mode, gassing trying not to stall I lost a brother, devastated when I got the call They say "forgive and forget", I never forgot at all I'm in the game going hard, I gotta ballTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
