N****z Done Started Something (feat. The LOX & Ma$e)

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop Mo' with holes up in skyscrapers In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers New York City, know only way to play is gritty I want cheddar, so we can front up in the 850 My whole commity like to puff L's and look jiggy Who wan' test this? My semi leave you chestless And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless Young, but I done did shit that you won't do So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin' through I got niggaz who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot Who sit next to you? Protectin you? But they'll murder you, playa Don status, nigga we gettin' chipsesis And bad bitchsesis, frontin', frontin' in eclipsesis Ayo, Mase and The Lox We takin knots from the out of state spots Any nigga make it hot, get found in vacant lot You don't really wanna come try, the one guy Who stay dumb high from blunt lye The rack of sing-sing alumni Who got more beef than a Islamic farm So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs It's not a nigga in your gang want it My AK slay gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it Often I bug, then we'll soften a thug Have a chump coughin blood, fill his coffin with slugs Yo, you know I got enough guns to wreck a nation Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation You bring your crew and 'em and I'm doin em Then I'm beatin 'em down with aluminum Then I'm puttin two in 'em You can't touch me, I've been devil sent, wanted for embezzlement A lot of other things, but that's irrelevant If you love the money, then prepare to die for it Niggaz done started somethin' You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz done started somethin' If you love the money, then prepare to die for it Niggaz done started somethin' You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz done started somethin' Yo, check out the kid that get coke like Sosa Never turned down chocha, be in the Costa Rica, sippin' margaritas wit a Mami Cleanin' my Tommy, showin love to my army Whenever The Lox find rippy blocks, we kill 'em Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't feel 'em And this for the listeners, and prisoners And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissin' us My 16's be so real, you can feel 'em in your vain Like Ramello's pops from Sugarhill J be the cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin' clips at your face We started from the bottom You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever We can do it at the Garden Word life, this shit is real big I'm makin' niggaz blow trial even if they not guilty I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the love Twenty niggaz batter me, still couldn't shatter me I'm only gettin' up, splittin' up your anatomy Official lock family, grants niggaz handin' me I want the finer things, and I hope you understandin' me Sittin' at the table, plannin' and plug the fan in Let the sweat dry off and then grab your cannon Think you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like Pesci And if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, puffin' Nestle Any ya niggaz done started somethin' Actin invincible like you god or somethin' If you god, then I'ma makes a lot 'til you rot And if you a playa, then play for everything you got And if you a thug, then start bustin' off shots And if you a dog, you better bite before you bark If you love the money, then prepare to die for it Niggaz done started somethin' You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz done started somethin' Don't come at me wit no bullshit, use caution 'Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions For bigger portions, of extortion then racketeering Got niggaz fearin', fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu hearin' How much darker must it get? How much harder must it hit? See if your hardest niggas flip, when I start a bunch of shit I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three feet 'Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, niggas see sheep Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud Following traces of gun powder, residue and blood A positive ID is impossible, so you know John Doe is what they gon' be putting on that tag on yo' toe Now who gon' tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't listen So you got what you came for What's that? Surgery with the chainsaw, I hit the fucking streets 'Cause like I said before ain't nothing going down until I eat Motherfuckers think it's all about impressing bitches and stressing bitches Well, I'm testing bitches game, addressing bitches, and caressing bitches And dealing with motherfuckers on all levels What I'm dealing with is all devils, fucking with snakes Runnin' wit niggas you call rebels I got an army of 730 niggas, dirty niggas That come through and worry niggas 30 niggas that like to bury niggas And scary niggas get it all the time 'Cause what they got is all of mine Your man was talkin' shit until I pulled the nine And if I don't know you, I don't fuck with you And if you with my man, then he gettin' stuck with you And gave it the money 'Cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line Sent his back through his chest Then I tossed the nine, boss of crime Black Gotti, I stack bodies with the black shotty Bitch-ass niggas that act snotty Get it These niggaz is for real These niggaz ain't playing This aint no fuckin' game, you shouldn't be playin'