beat like a motherfucking freak And I won't stop, don't stop, get it, get it I'ma pitch it down the middle, baby, hit it, hit it I do it to him right, sittin' good Handle
, 10, I'll put the glock to ya chin 11, 12, man, I'll see you in hell I handle tools like hammers and wrenchs Gats wit metal attachments, how you want it
think of it i cant even touch it baby be patient im a give it to ya when you can prove prove that you're worthy(well) and i
know nobody and I ain't seen shit That's the way it is, you try to lock me up Put me in cuffs, motherfucker handle your biz It's like 4 in the morning
' it light Watchin' the Tyson fight, it's packed, uh, with killers and rats Dope dealers, money hungry bitches, malicious Cars pilin' up the block for blocks, nigga, Bentleys and 6
coppin' a plea, ain't no stoppin' a G I'm in the 6, you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly You handle shit sloppily, I drop a ki properly They call
it no im not conceited but see i keep it trill playboy shawty mr black n decker drill if ya gurl say my name please dont take offense handle it lyk suck it
the pussy out, knock it out, knock it out I knock the pussy out, knock it out, knock it out Lil' mama, I'ma beat it up All night, I'ma beat it up That
if it's Hell or it's Heaven 6 or the 7 well I'll keep the nina for our be foes in a gamble that's what life is and it's hard to handle when the bible
You know cookin utensils That shit that'll make your skin bubble Fuckin with these plague niggaz You gotsta know you in trouble [Chorus] Trouble (repeat 8 times) [Verse 4] I keeps it
up fight You lose, oh well, we all lose some fights Just be a man about yours, life is all about handling yours So you just keep handling yours I gotta
everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters But I'm a tell you who the real fuckin' killer is It's an third ward nigga it's an third ward nigga Yes it
lil' ya} I'm bout to do a jack I got on all black In my hand lies a tool that I call my mack It's like my best friend 'cause when I spin the bin it don
This that new water, this shit go Water my grass and my green gone grow It takes water to live, it's water under the bridge Water with the baking soda whipping up kids It
5-6-2, but now I represent the 5-0-4 For sure, see ain't no limit to this We do it up all night and we keep it trump tight Do what we have to, it will
s to Escalades the corners keep bending And them haters still hating While the dimes keep grinning From 6-4's to Benzo's rims keep spinning And I'm riding
Lil Kim Hook You know you want me, you probably want to kiss this Act like it's Christmas, and put me on your wish list When it go down, I'm help you