Throw Your Guns

[Intro: AZ] Y'know? Personally, I'm for the paper As long as we all see doe Yo yo, big boys play for large sums Yeah, uh huh Even bitches got their shit tight Ha ha ha! Aight! If you wit' us, throw yo' guns up What the fuck? Form a Phillie, cock your shit back and bust [Verse 1: Half-A-Mil] You acquired the knowledge, my brainwaves cause riots in college Science scholar in this world of violence and dollars Firm rappin' god from the projects It ain't hard, from Medicaid cards to platinum cars My clique is that large to get they dick licked and back massaged By rich chicks who rock Versace bras In the drop, watchin' the stars, yo, the conquest is OZ Mission accomplished, shittin' on Congress Benz whipped with a six, on this six million tons When I appear, reptilians run, Firm affilions Willie-ons exile your team like Indians Your style's a dream, we pop Cristal and drive Bentley's in The same streets you can't get a penny in All my real shootout niggas hear me when Half-A-Mil shoot out with Bohemians, calicos spittin' and Niggas splittin' in the same position they're sittin' in What sentencin'? We got too much Benjamins We even got triple six IBM plastic currency with chips in 'em Images of Clinton and, my niggas lay back We used to pump a G, now we pump 100-K packs Guns aimed at ya, destroy your whole world like What part of the game's that? To curse my hot verse is flame rap Players got the game trapped, I be the king mack On my bitches mind 'til their brain crack... [Chorus: AZ] Yo, yo! Big boys play for large sums Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come It's all a game, even bitches got they shit tight On the scene, 18, suckin' dick, right? It's sick, right? If you wit' us, throw yo' guns up What the fuck? Form a Phillie, cock your shit back and bust [Verse 2: AZ] What? From NY to New Orleans, we all fiends Court scenes, flashbacks to kidnaps in Fort Green Guns bussin', stash house out in Flushing Corruption, killer mentaal is foul adjustin' Cold nights, handled the streets my whole life Back and forth kites, focus for niggas who've lost sight Travel thought wise, beyond light years, way across skies Short-i's, so many makin' livin' off lies Ante-up! Hopin' my new shorty don't stand me up It had me stuck, after this session, I plan to fuck Hot pursuit, a real splittin' image of Pop Duke Block lasoo's, paper player part of my roots So what do you gross yearly? I live this game so sincerely Really, most rap cats couldn't come near me So it's either or, Peter pay Paul, you and yours Fools in fours, regulate life through rules and laws... [Chorus: AZ] Big boys play for large sums Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come It's all a game, even bitches got they shit tight On the scene, 18, suckin' dick, right? It's sick, right?? If you wit' us, throw yo' guns up What the fuck? Form a Phillie, cock your shit back and bust [Verse 3: Half-A-Mil] Firm official, 8-50 I, burnin' pistol Black Magnum P-I, mack V-I, willie hat Half beehive, wise guy, '95, I look in my eye, praisin' Allah Project aimin' rod, Greatest star Akbar, pushin' a hot car Shark Bar, private engagement, live entertainment I grab mics and I explain it How I've went from the blinds to the brainless To the minds of the wise and the famous Niggas wives admire the guy's in Rangers Take off their wedding rings and give head to the king It's just a cheddar thing, Amaretta, Armani leather thing We into better things like wettin' the Brinks Jumpin' outta stretches with minks, crime connected with link Up in the club buyin' drinks, bitches eyein' the spinks Hustler haters hate us, my guns say "Fuck what they think!" My son copped a Hummer this summer wit' a buttoned-up mink [Chorus: AZ] Big boys play for large sums Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come It's all a game, even bitches got they shit tight On the scene, 18, suckin' dick, right? It's sick, right?? If you wit' us, throw yo' guns up What the fuck? Form a Phillie, cock your shit back and bust [Outro: AZ] Bitches got they shit tight If you wit' us, throw yo' guns up What the fuck? Form a Phillie, cock your shit back and bust