A.M. to P.M.

I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M Niggas got beef, I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I pump on the street from the A.M. to the P.M A nigga want beef, I'mma spray him when I see him Lay 'em when I see him, AK 'em when I see him Hop out the Bronco and O.J. him when I see him Cut a bone out his skin, fish filet him when I see him Then wire his grill, Kanye him when I see him My young'uns on they job, so I pay 'em when I see 'em Turn Boyz II Men, I'll Wanya 'em when I see 'em Cause I be on the grind from the P.M. to the A.M Paint pictures with my rhymes, you can see 'em when I say 'em My songs like movies you can see 'em when you play them If a nigga want beef, when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em For six G's, I could get your whip swiss cheesed I'm like a red nosed pit, you a mixed breed Bitch please, all 'em dudes in your crew ass I'll get you strangled with the strings on your doo-rag I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M Niggas got beef, I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma let you niggas talk all stupid, 'til you get hawked all stupid Sparked all stupid, outlined in chalk all stupid Dog I bite I don't bark all stupid, it is what it is I'm in the coupe roof dropped all stupid Fitted hat cocked all stupid, gettin' top all stupid My clientele cop all stupid We make sales on the block all stupid, it is what it is It's a fact that I rap all stupid Get your wig pushed back all stupid We strapped all stupid, I'll get you clapped all stupid Don't let the pills and the 'yac make you act all stupid Yeah, I do my thing all stupid, let my chain bling all stupid My ring all stupid and my earring all stupid I got them things and I sling all stupid, stupid I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M Niggas got beef, I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em Yo, my flow'll have you amazed and astonished I been hot since I copped my first Sega with Sonic Back in the days, when Shawn Kemp played for the sonics I rocked the huge jeans and I played the Etonics You know I blow haze, I be blazing the chronic It got my mind scrambled like the egg in a omelette I talk to God every day, and he made me a promise Me and T like Malcolm and Elijah Muhammad Me and Swizz like Martin and Jesse But the fact that I can get assassinated, is starting to stress me I ain't tryna let the police department arrest me But I still keep steel tucked under the fresh tee And I ain't just rapping for my health So before you diss me, you be betta off clappin' at yourself Cause I ain't tryna battle on the mic I have them goons hop out on you like they did Harold at the light I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M Niggas got beef, I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em I'mma spray 'em when I see 'em