Letra de The Wrap (Freestyle) (Album Version Explicit)
Buck '89 on the boards... What up Buck? Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga? Hahaha... Life is good... Ayyo yo... It's a reality that... All the real niggaz... Got to smash on the bitch niggas And you know, I like to call this "The Wrap" Hehe, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, yeahYo, it's a "Wrap" And any men that don't wanna get clapped Better not violate the camp, get shot down by chance I'm real advanced with that cock and blast Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash What cashes we cleansing, "It's All About The Benjamins", what If it's dirty then we rincing it off You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s Niggaz is tlaking shit, ahhh bitch, that's old news They say I rap to Rhythm & Blues But when I turn on the radio, I hear y'all niggaz rappin' it too He's like "Baby can you give it to me" "Nahhh, I'ma give it to you" The same way that we gave it to Proof The same way that we gave it to Loose Put that bang, bang, bang to use nigga Cause Rule's the truth nigga, for show Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh Hit 'em in retro, throwback like West 'Paul Niggaz wanna ball, but can't on the West Coast Dre Day's been dead a long time ago Respect the INC, Row, Rap-A-Lot collabo Just know that you nigga ain't save on the globe And while the world probes, I arrest verse I-N-C I'm still wishing y'all the R-I-P Can I live, for I D-I-E I'm talkin' of M-O-B, Murder INC bosses, count your lossesNow before they start runnin' they lips I thought I should warn These motherfuckers, there's a gun in this bitch And I know he's got one on his hip, but I got the drop And outside, Rule got the Drops All it takes is a cock and a pop Money for bail, ain't seeing no more sales, instead, I'm poppin' on Yahts They told me J. Prince runnin' the South And I'm beast from the East, that'll come and put a gun in your mouth I got bricks for days, dicks to make a bitch behave Had to baldhead my shit threw, had to switch the waves Just that quick, slip and the Mac spit, bladdat Four up in they chest and reload while they back flip We in this together, bad weather, rippin' the storm They some dictionary rappers, they just spittin' the norm You supposed to know the La Costra Nostra flow I did it, cause I lived it, you can quote the flow Hit your 6 up with 16 in 60 seconds Get your whips up, we split beams, keep fifty weapons To you coppers that's posin' a threat Fire up the air, wholes in the Tec, to put a hole in your neck See I rep for the four forty but I'm about the five Ride by, blazin' out the five, nigga I'm so cool Bitches say, Hizzy, you remind me of the old school In the club posted, snatching hoes with no jewels, niggaYou know... (Gangsta shitttt!) As the world turns... (Yeah!) These bitch niggaz... Is runnin' and hiding and shit You know these motherfuckers be ducking' hidin' But I'm fucking chasin' y'all faggots All across the globe, hahaha (Smashing they ass) Out the back of BET Out the back of clubs Nigga, you ain't poppin' bub in no motherfuckin' clubs, nowhere nigga! Be honest with yourself yours fuckings clowns You niggaz is fucking clowns, y'all ain't gonna nowhere I'm right here, I'm right here Huntin' you'll motherfuckin' bitch ass niggaz down... It's a wrap niggaz (Hehe) It's a wrap niggaz It's a wrap niggaz Ayo, this nigga... This nigga runnin' around talkin' about "I got shot nine times, I got shot" Want everybody to be motherfuckin' sympathetic Ayo Fifty, pull your skirt down B Ayo, niggaz get shot everday B, you tough? HAHAHA Yeah, Murder INC shit... Bitch ass nigga... We out...