Heavy Hitter for life Heavy Hitters for life Mm mm mmmmm
You rappers think I give a fuck about the way that they spit Want to be on my album but don't want me on they shit Everybody thought I was makin a compelation I was really makin myself they competation Fresh off the plane from the all star game Bone girls on T.V. so it's all star trains Just picture man. No stichin man. Somethin for them fiends fresh out the kitchen man. Last 9/11 I was poor on the ave. till I pluraled my math Now it's Porsche 9-11 and I'm floorin' the gas Got a lot of problems money's one that I not have no more. Well Dame look at how everybody den changed Tell Jay that i'm bout to change the game Tell Biggs that we about to get paid All my niggas is bout to have it made This makes everything else sound played Goddamn Kanye! Kanye! Kanye! Now hold up. Ain't nobody messin' with me dog now you say it. "Ain't nobody messin with you at all!" I told dude you can't even rap on my interlude Now does that make me as rude as Jude? When the album comin out? Man the people is askin Yamamoto Adidas ya sick with the fashion Ya already got dough so ya spit for the passion The way ya rhyme give me Tribe Called Quest flash-backs And let's not even bring up the tracks man.. Nope, nope let's not do that man ya eatin up the game like Pac Man And got the whole world shakin' just like crack fiends.
Heavy Hitters for life Roc A Fella is for life Throw ya diamonds up throw ya diamonds up throw ya diiiiamonds
Just let the beat ride out for a minute
Take it there, take it there man
GLC where you at homie?
How many niggas you know done put they life on the line And get signed did a few high crimes, almost had lights out After the sun shine been thinkin' it might count How could i might doubt, just look at my count I used to work at the mall with nothin' at all Seein' niggas that ball that shit was depressin' Keep my clothes in the cleaners I ain't with the pressin' When I cop them pounds it was my best investments Dre got shot and it taught me a lesson I'm stickin niggas up in them robbery maskes Mask like Batman Minus the tight pants Would hit your baby momma but her elbows is ashy Four different blues, man, your outfit is clashin' You ain't got no muscles, you weak lame bastard Man, look at your hair cut Mmm hmm, mmm hmm Naw, your hair sucks! How many niggas you know is really heavy hitters 87 Go-Getters Two hoes like John Ritter Even did it on his prime picture and yeah And I'm finsta sell,and yell..
Heavy Hitters, for life Roc A Fella, is for Life Throw ya diamonds up, Throw ya diamonsd up, Throw ya diiiamonds