Big Loose, uh huh, bloodline, two thousand and three, Big Jinx, yeah
Big Loose, uh huh, let them loose

[Verse One]
I woke up to something telling me it could of been a melody, come on
To write verses heavily or maybe it was heavenly, yeah
Y'all niggers' ain't my pedigree, y'all niggers' on my dick so much
You want to get sucked from the same bitch that headed me, uh huh
Y'all niggers' need to let it be, let it be, I was selling crack
Way back when Rakim was still with Eric B, way back
Still had y'all book bags on trying to bet at these
While I was getting straight A's, not from a page, not from a book
It was straight from being a crook, fuck the bullshit, dog, what I needed
I took, tell them, hear you weezing in the dark so I can see that you shook
I see you shook so I'm a just leave it alone, uh huh
Because when I squeeze, ain't a n***a left breathing when I be in the zone Bop, bop, bop, so when I come through your block, you better be in your home Be in your home or I'm a autograph a bullet that'll be in your dome, uh huh
So stop the grilling and the fronting, for you
Because the wounds from the gun, the hot blue, ain't healing for nothing
Motherfucker, that's crazy

[Hook]
Got to make it happen, it's all on me, in the end, it's going to be
What it's going to be, you must be blind, then, if you can't see
In the end it's going to be what its going to be, put the streets on my back And, I do it for free, and the end its going to be what its going to be

[Verse Two]
Lets get the shit started, who ready for the jump off
Y'all don't really want me to take the gun off, safety, they hate me
Want to make me flip, y'all hating ass niggers', y'all make me sick
Y'all cats can't wear my shoes, y'all too small
A mini me will still be way bigger than y'all
Think you nice at this, I'll check you, dog, want to deal
Somebody give him a deck of cards, I know what's hot, and what ain't hot
I don't know how to talk about what I ain't got, I don't rock jewels
Then I snatch your belts because coke and hydro is worth more than gold
To the ounce, y'all flashy cats, y'all go head and get that, we in the streets
If my niggers' can't flip that, I don't want to talk where the fight at, niggers'
Never hold my tongue, and go right at niggers', that's what I said
You can put it on me

[Hook]
Got to make it happen, it's all on me, in the end, it's going to be
What it's going to be, you must be blind, then, if you can't see
In the end it's going to be what its going to be, put the streets on my back And, I do it for free, and the end its going to be what its going to be

[Bridge]
If it is what it is, what they say it's going to be, uh huh
Then fuck what they say because it's all on me, yeah
I touch, and I spray, and I land for free, yeah
So have a hundred shots or better when you playing with me, come on
Or when they playing with us, they lay in the dust, in a way that we bust
To get paid is the must, the eight that I bust, in God we trust, God we trust
When you hear them, say that's them niggers', then the squad be us
That's them, niggers', we're going to trash them niggers' in a garbage truck
They really don't want no parts of us, uh uh, when I hunt
These niggers', I get a rush, tell them, I'm branging pieces to these niggers'
Home to the pumps, and I'm home with the pump, yeah, then I hit the streets So I can roam with the pump, yeah, put a hole in the trunk, come on
What you want, tear your vest apart, tear your vest apart, shoot your chest
Out your back so I can test out your heart, motherfucker