nikkas wanna know why I'm so nice
When it comes to spitting that fire
It's real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the midst of the fire
Break work put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the fifth and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hitting your tires
Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villains will finish you off
Head in your chest, brain-
Dead on the Van Wyck expressway
While I got my hand on the Tec, wave
nikkas like "fukk, is he stupid?" (Yes I am)
Cops wanna cuff me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
shyt, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sergeant troopers
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm telling Papi "front me a brick, let me owe that cake"
He telling me he "ain't got but so much weight"
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll compress it and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the Ruger, duke, will circle round your body like hula-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone
I believed her
Juelz. Never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
"Losing Weight 2 " (Verse of his Career)
When it comes to spitting that fire
It's real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the midst of the fire
Break work put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the fifth and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hitting your tires
Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villains will finish you off
Head in your chest, brain-
Dead on the Van Wyck expressway
While I got my hand on the Tec, wave
nikkas like "fukk, is he stupid?" (Yes I am)
Cops wanna cuff me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
shyt, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sergeant troopers
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm telling Papi "front me a brick, let me owe that cake"
He telling me he "ain't got but so much weight"
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll compress it and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the Ruger, duke, will circle round your body like hula-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone
I believed her
Juelz. Never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
"Losing Weight 2 " (Verse of his Career)
after he wrote that garbage
, only to get up and shoot someone would have me 
