Who Shot Ya

As we proceed to give you what you need Who shot ya Separate the weak from the obsolete Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets It's on nigga fuck all that bickering beef I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet Thundering, shaking the concrete Then the shit stop when I foil the plot Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots Saw me in the drop, 3 and a quarter Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter Old school new school need to learn though I burn, baby, burn like Disco Inferno Burn slow like blunts with yayo Peel more skins than Idaho potato Niggas know the lyrical molesting is taking place Fucking with BIG it ain't safe I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses Bumps and bruises, blunts and Land Cruisers Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools Niggas mad because I know that Cash Rules Everything Around Me, two Glock 9's Any motherfucker whispering about mines And I'm Crooklyn's finest You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this I seen the light excite all the freaks Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps Niggas wanna creep, gotta watch my back Think the Cognac and indo sack make me slack I switches all that, cocksucker G's up One false move, get Swiss cheesed up Clip to Tec, respect I demand it Slip and break the, 11th Commandment Thou shalt not fuck with nor see Poppa Feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I'm the don Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm You'll die slow but calm Recognize my face, so there won't be no mistake So you know where to tell jake, lame nigga Brave nigga, turned front page nigga Puff Daddy flips daily I smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey's On the rocks, tote Glocks at christenings Hammer cock, in the fire position and Come here, come here, It ain't gotta be like that Big Open your fucking mouth, open your, didn't I tell you Don't fuck with me Come on man Huh Didn't I tell you not to fuck with me Come on man Look at you now, huh Come on man Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh Bitch ass nigga, what Who shot ya