Ai, ya ya, yio
Busta Rhymes, ya gotsa be the sure shot
Flipmode, ya gotsa be the sure shot
Aftermath, ya gotsa be the sure shot
My live niggaz y'know, who be the sure shot?
Live bitches y'know, who be the sure shot?
Shit
I'm back in ya soul just like a minister
I'm big like a movie, I'm on the screen down at the cinema
While I'm in the process of slowly gettin' rid of ya
I bag a couple bitches and then I throw 'em in my video
Yeah, yeah, the God of the block, y'know me killa
Had you spreadin' the spot wet and twist it like Olivia
Oh shit, flow so sicker than chlamydia, we know you a slouch duke
We don't even consider ya, boss nigga, see or hear me in ya area
The more niggaz, the murders, the more the money, the more the merrier
Smash shit 'til everything become mass hysteria
Hungry for street shit, see I be takin' care of ya check nigga
Fuck all the talk, homey I'm daring ya
The lead from the shot'll poison ya blood like malaria
Maybach Exelero, exotic worm skin interior
My swagger to my bitch to my money
Is all superior
When we in the spot y'know that we sure to shine, to shine
It's all so holy and so divine
Analyze niggaz 'til we can read ya mind
Sometimes a real live nigga is hard to find
We like drugs overdose niggaz every time
(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby
Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby)
We like drugs overdose niggaz every time
(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby)
Yo, I'm tired of tellin' ya
Back on my bullshit, fuckin' put a shell in ya
Gangster niggaz respect it, salute me on the regular
When it comes to the street shit, define me as the emperor
Check it my nigga, most of you muhfuckers amateur
I muster the nigga quick and damage any challenger
But now y'know, oh, a nigga flow so spectacular
Break niggaz down and handle you muhfuckin' characters
Captain of this shit but most of you niggaz is passengers
I'm takin it back to the hood, like '87 Maximas
Yeah, yeah, y'know who the truth, no need for askin' the same
Question again to get the same answer bruh, fasten ya seatbelt
Bitches fuck wit the bachelor
Wit' money like a thousand coke deals from here to Panama
Strike like a brightness a light, I'm here to dazzle ya
Whole hood from the boroughs, to the niggaz up in Attica
Soldiers in the streets, the Middle East, way down to Canada
When it comes to the block, y'know I'm the ambassador
Follow nobody's footsteps and set it like a scavenger
Wanna talk money bitch? Then holla at my manager
The way y'all niggaz is trash, my crew'll get to blasting ya
Twelve shot clip, hollow tips, quick to plaster ya
All over the cement, spread ya like I'm mashing
Everything, bus a bus date but check ya fuckin' calendar
When we in the spot y'know that we sure to shine, to shine
It's all so holy and so divine
Analyze niggaz 'til we can read ya mind
Sometimes a real live nigga is hard to find
We like drugs overdose niggaz every time
(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby
Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby)
We like drugs overdose niggaz every time
Take me all the way, to where you are
(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby)
I really want to mate, take me now
Take us far away to the sky
(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby)
I really want to be, so, so high
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