Lyrics
Ha Ha, mothafuckas
It's mothafuckin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest of the world
Listen, and learn
Before you get burned
I bring it to that ass
Every time that I pass
Never mind the past
I got the last laugh
Now everybody knows me like Gotti
Makin all this lute
With out shootin any body
Excuse you, time to verbally abuse you
Take you on a mind game
Never mind the fame
Talk about the truth
And the men that got proof
Remember all the times
You rapped my rhymes in the booth
Show you how it's done
And make it worth while
Show you how it's done
Mr. Lil One style
Ain't no need to lie
The truth is inside of you
Ain't no need to trip
Cause I'll fuck up all five of you
Still I stand alone
Make it on my own
And since you did me wrong
You get your dome blown
Still I be the sickest
And I be the dopest
Biggdy boom, make way for the lokest
I come from the land where the wicked men roam
I come from the city where you best believe it's on
I come from the 6-6-6-1-9
Bring it to your face and no time for me to waste
Now I see your placed your bets
So I'ma put you in your place
It's GPA and Mr. Lil One
Bringin drama to your face
Call me a specialist when I'm placin bombs
Hangin with ex-cons
Got ya scared cause you know it's on
Scared when you're are home
We're callin death threats on the phone
I aughta break your jaw
Mothafuck you and the law
Mr. Lil One is comin in with the bow and arrow
That's my evil twin
Or should I say my twin devil
Know we're claimin the west