Lordgodking Nyc
I'm with the $hits
I might bark at X and spit at the Lox
But other than that I don't be fukking with cats
Then Hov turned right around and used the same reference to pop at DMX on the take over.
A wise man told me don't argue with fools
Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who
So stop with that childish shyt, nikka I'm grown
Please leave it alone, don't throw rocks at the throne
(Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you)
I don't know why your advisors ain't forewarn you
Please, not Jay, he's, not for play
I don't slack a minute,
(all that thug rapping and gimmicks
I will end it,)
all that yapping be finished
You are not deep, you made your bed now sleep
Don't make me expose to them folks that don't know you
nikka I know you well,
(all the stolen jewels)
Twinkle toes you breaking my heart
You can't fukk with me, go play somewhere, I'm busy
And all you other cats throwing shots at Jigga
You only get half a bar, fukk y'all nikkas




. P stood up though
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. Dre was sitting on the track, gave it to Jay, who put a verse on it and threw it on his album.