Police Rush the Spot

I'm seein niggas are stealin
The LOM seein six juniors rumors I'm hearin
Niggas got some shit brewin
And appearin to me, clearly
Ya niggas fear me
And comparin to me, ya frill healy
Maze who come nearly
Some the Projects thru youngers
Gun shit confronted
By jakes poppin up like late walkers
All around, all ya can all go down
We match pound for pound
'cept our last 16 rounds
Which it ticks me now
I spit swift like our leaf fist
Crystal weave drown, real shit
What you need now
Niggas sayin if you got beef, play it close
For ya whole ass niggas
Sprayin the toast big moss
It's like a dose of gun
Powder to a ol' pounder
The sounds of Maze and Mus' lay
Moose while typical tray gon choose

Chorus 2X: Noreaga
Man shit, police just rush the spot
I hot a jar in my pocket, and I still do rock
Off top, Maze and Mus' ready to drop
So what you hatin on, what you hatin on

Holler at ya partner man, gettin high with me
Ride with me, keep the luger nine with me
Since a young kid, I never listened
Streets and prisoners, penns sittin
Zit bitten, foul decision
But respect the game, except a change
Ex-friends, sayin my name
Funny how things never stay the same
Many say "keep ya enemies closer for sober"
BK to Corona holdin the toaster
Funny style niggas got me
Lookin over soldiers leaders and soldiers
Separate the wooboos from the boulders
Do you believe in God? Allah Gehova
We live this thug shit, Don P bug shit
38 slug shit, fuckin out in public
Nore and Maze told you how we feel some time
For pain I spit rhyme, ya
Niggas can touch mine, muthafuckas
Chorus 2X

Off top, I drop jewels like this till I die
My man Shan said Maze when
You spit niggas fry
I grew around reputer losers that's why
I knew the math for the future
In my path of youth, out for the cash
My mans in the ass, jar bless
One of my mans keep the jar on his garment
Stash of rap, no lesson

For head rhyme niggas think
They got nine lives
Hit them 9 times, explicit forecit crimes
Yo this for my bitches and thugs
Riches and love live by the gun
So I guess my death will end in a slug
Young nigga who watch the older dude
They show the rules, twin ammy illa
By the time I got bigger
Caught of in life, and not givin a fuck
When niggas except early death
For gettin locked up

Chorus 2X