[Intro]

Miguel

[Chorus: Lil Bizzy]

See I love 'em for sure, but he barely just smoke, come around tryna blow, we gone gas 'em up

Niggas left me in last, had to pass 'em up

Injury timeout, whole team tryna clap 'em up

Know I'm moving too swift, had to switch up the whip, but 200 on the dash, it wasn't fast enough

Now these hoes wanna pop out the blue tryna fuck, but remember 8th grade used to laugh at us

Uh, V told me stop playing and go back in

Say she wan' fuck so I hit from the back end

'Member I ain't have shit just to prove, brought my gun to the school, niggas thought I was lacking

He got the drugs well I'm tryna tap in

Gotta re-up, rob 'em soon as the pack in

Niggas kept asking me was I crazy, I said I was straight and I broke out the jacket

[Verse: Lil Bizzy]

I just knock off in fashion, I remember I was tacky, used to hate going to school, I had one pair of khakis

But it's cool, I get faded as fuck, so I come round, move slow to my classes

Keep it cool, yeah my daddy a muslim, he tend to move slow when he fasting

Switch up my whip, tryna see what's the fastest

Step opp in the room, I'ma fill it with madness

Shit hit the fan then a nigga could imagine

Took Majai from us, I had no understanding

I swear everyday, it hurt like the first day

Nigga couldn't even enjoy mr christmas this year cause the day efore Chirstmas his birthday

But I'm tryna have positive vibes, so that mean I ain't counting my worst day

But if they in the field like a work day

Ay, if I keep you around then lil' bro, you can't panic

But you stay around, know some bound to happen

I had just turnt on the news, seen another church shooting, so I keep my gun at the chapel

I catch me a opp, I go in for the tackle

They fuck with my music, tryna get it on Apple

Me and 3 so locked in with it, add a Lil' V and Lil' Charge, now we busy(bizzy) together

[Chorus: Lil Bizzy]

See I love 'em for sure, but he barely just smoke, come around tryna blow, we gone gas 'em up

Niggas left me in last, had to pass 'em up

Injury timeout, whole team tryna clap 'em up

Know I'm moving too swift, had to switch up the whip, but 200 on the dash, it wasn't fast enough

Now these hoes wanna pop out the blue tryna fuck, but remember 8th grade used to laugh at us

Uh, V told me stop playing and go back in

Say she wan' fuck so I hit from the back end

'Member I ain't have shit just to prove, brought my gun to the school, niggas thought I was lacking

He got the drugs well I'm tryna tap in

Gotta re-up, rob 'em soon as the pack in

Niggas kept asking me was I crazy, I said I was straight and I broke out the jacket

[Verse: Ton3y and Lil Bizzy]

I prayed to Allah 'cause I couldn't trust the pastor

No love for these hoes, we just hit 'em and pass 'em

Know I'm tryna get rich, know I'm tryna get active

These niggas get stepped on for thinking they steppers

I sent it, but I guess they ain't the message

We dizzy, but Ion give a fuck, keep spinning, get busy(bizzy)

You know that them members came with it, real litty

Gotta look at the [?]

Bro hit from the back, she quit it

Slide, them niggas on go when I send 'em

Slime, put that bitch in her face

If she my kind, she said just pay up in a minute

If you mine, you know Ion play

You can't play sides

You know you can die

You miss onna guys

She sit back and ride and shit after my guys

They really ah take your bitch

Uh, locked in so my feelings equipped

But don't panic, it ain't none but killers in here

Fuck nigga, it ain't none but real niggas here

The Glock gone hit but the chop gone twerk

Ain't gone show love for sure, 'cause they don't want smoke, get outta line, boy them Xs gone clap at you

Pop out and hit top, just make sure he drop, you must hadn't been heard I been clapping shit

We parked that car, they say I'ma star, you know I be bound to get active quick

Bro upped so fast, you ah think this Flash, [?] took off his for that actor shit

He told me stop playing and go back in

Say she wan' fuck so bro hit from the back end

Don't be upping that pole if you ain't gone use it

I'll fuck around, take his head if he do it

G.Roy get busy(bizzy), I know he can do it

I [?] take off medulla

If he hang out the window, he so damn stupid

If he hang out the window, we'll turn you to noodles

We take yo' blick, don't do that

Fuck nigga play, don't shoot back

I take off yo' head, you ain't shoot back

I took off his head, hit his crew bad

I fuck around, put his head where his shoes at

[Outro]

Nah, for real

Nah, seriously though

That's it

Miguel