So Ill

Lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy] Yo, Hav, come here Tell 50 to come here, listen to this shit Aight, aight Yeah... yeah... A lil' story... about a bum-ass nigga That became the world's richest bum-ass nigga Hahahaha, woo! Word up Fuck all you niggas A-yo! [Verse 1: Prodigy] Man, I been fucked up for so long, and now I'm rich All the other broke niggas that I used to fuck with Got that look in they eyes, got that scheme on they face When I pop up around the way like shit changed Look here — don't make me put your brains on display You niggas never really gave a fuck about P Now it's all about me, and why I don't break bread Where do he sleep? And how can we break in? Is he in his Jeep? Or maybe it's the Porsche? Let's catch him in the V and tear the nigga all up No! I don't think so! I'm all in my mirrors and out my windows I get up out the car with the Desert Eagle Shorty don't like me, said I got a ego (Let's get him! Let's get him!) So she tell niggas they should stick me Gassin' niggas up to make history So they take the jux so they can make the books But I bang the heat when they came for me like.. [Hook x2: Prodigy] Niggas think they so ill 'Til you make a lil' blood spill Now you punk-ass niggas know Fucks with me, it's a must you bleed [Verse 2: Havoc] Catch me New York cruisin', stickin' and movin' Smokin' that sour diesel, on point every time that I blew it Now, schemin' on me is foolish Don't think about it, just do it I put you through it like that hurricane that ran through Houston You ain't shootin', you ain't scarin' nothin', y'all just flukes Rob a nigga, strip his ass down to the birthday suit I never pick grapes, but I cut me a bunch I'm that nigga in the club watchin' your ass get duffed Niggas want to hang up once they find they got war with us And they baby mama sluttin' out there on tour with us Pass it to the homie once a nigga get bored with her Almost couldn't nut 'cause your ass keep callin' And dude frontin' — come on, baby, you ain't got them guns All you got is that rusty ass revolver, son And you can't fool me, I know they borrowed, nigga Niggas think that they ill, but the Mobb is iller You ain't a gangsta! [Hook x2: Prodigy] Niggas think they so ill 'Til you make a little blood spill Now you punk-ass niggas know Fucks with me, it's a must you bleed