It's The Ones

[Hook] "It's the one's that smoke blunts with ya See ya picture, now they wanna grab they guns and come and get ya" - Notorious B.I.G. 'Warning' [Verse One: PMD] We coming at ya with the raw raps The raw facts is the topic Name is PMD and M.O.P., we came to drop it Niggas watch ya back Cause if you slack they gonna get ya Gonna wind up on some stretcher Got some cash I'm gonna bet ya If you bust your ass to make it They're gonna wanna take it Then sit up in your grill and wanna chill and try to fake it See, niggas be scoping to catch ya open I ain't joking They wanna grab they guns and leave you choking Damn, can't even trust my own people I guess it is true, money is the root of all evil cause... [Scratch Hook] [Verse Two: Lil' Fame] It's America's Most Wanted Pack steel but don't flaunt it (Brownsville!) America's most haunted (All foes get injured) No surrender Ride by clapping on a Kawasaki Ninja (Hit the sidewalk!) With the Russian (Busting!) You hear bitches screaming, old folks cussing Another unsolved mystery (Execution) 21 shot solution [Billy Danze] Who's abusing the loyalty of my family? (That's!) A perfect way to get a dirt nap I'm not allowed to smile in your face And plot the Glock behind ya back cause I ain't like that If I don't like (Motherfucker I don't like you!) You won't be confused on what a nigga might do Premeditation homiCIDE when I RIDE These young soldiers moving like cobras I told ya [Hook] [Verse Three: PMD] Weed out the jealous niggas lurking in your center Who be scheming on your shelter pat 'em down before they enter The premises cause jealousy's a motherfucker The one you're puffing with might be the one that wanna buck ya But fuck ya, your fame throw them thangs to his brain [Lil Fame] (Clack clack!) Bucka boow Try to go against the grain And I'ma Face you Then lace you (Hit 'em off) Get 'em off and let the good Lord replace you [Billy Danze] It's the Firing Squad and the (Hit Squad!) connection When flexing get your protection [Hook]