Heavy Hitters (Dirty) (Feat. GLC)

Heavy hitters fo' life heavy hitters fo' life You rappers think I give a fuck about the way that they spit Wanna be on my album but don't want me on they shit Everybody thought I was makin' a compilation I was really makin' myself they competition Fresh off the plane from the All-Star game Bone Thugs on TV so it's All-Star trains Just picture man no snitchin' man Somethin' for the fiends fresh out the kitchen man Last 9/11 I was poor on the ave 'Til I pluraled my math Now it's Porsche 911 and I'm floorin' the gas Gotta lotta problems money's one that I not have no more Uh well Dame look at how everybody changed Tell Jay that I'm 'bout to change the game All my niggas about to have it made This makes everything else sound played Goddamn Kanye Kanye Kanye Now hold up Ain't nobody messin' with me dog Now you say it ain't nobody messin' with you at all I told dude You can't even rap on my interlude Now does that make me as rude as Jude When the album comin' out Man the peoples is askin' Y'all don't model Adidas just stick with the fashion Y'all already got do' so just spit for the passion The way ya rhyme give me Tribe Called Quest flashbacks And let's not even bring up the tracks man Nope nope let's not do that man You eatin' up the game like Pac-Man He got the whole world shakin' just like crack fiends Heavy hitters fo' life Roc-a-Fella is fo' life Throw your diamonds up throw your diamonds up Throw your diamonds GLC where you at homie How many niggas you know put their life on the line and get signed Did a few high crimes almost got lifetime After the sunshine you thinkin' it might count How could I mic out just look at my account I used to work at the mall with nothin' at all Seein' niggas that ball that shit was depressin' Keep my clothes in the cleaners I hate with the pressin' When I copied hounds it was my best investment Dre got shot and it taught me a lesson I'm stickin' niggas up and them rubbery masses Mash like Batman minus the tight pants Would hit your baby momma but her elbows is ashy Fo' different blues man your outfit is clashin' You ain't got no muscles dude you weakling bastard Man look at your haircut Mm hmm mm hmm NAW your hair sucks How many niggas you know is really heavy hitters '87 go getters two hoes like John Ritter Even did it on his crime picture and ye And offers to sell and yell uh Heavy hitters fo' life Roc-a-Fella is fo' life Throw your diamonds up throw your diamonds up Throw your diamonds