[Jayo Felony]

One shot...kill, Yeah! Up in the mornin' (up in the mornin')

Serve the whole Roc-A-Fella camp like this here (killa! killa!)

All the money in the world couldn't save y'all from the sad whoopin' (let's get it ridin')

Keep shadow boxin' and practicin'

But it ain't gone help ya

Cuz it's all natural, keep all terrain

They wonder where did I get the heart to check ya, neglect ya

Don't get caught up in my set no Roc-A-Fella disrespecta

It's on and ain't no turnin' back, I bang while I'm tellin' this

I'm about to put hit out in a form while I'm usin' my alias

I keep but by then, SD we ride in

Got 'em wonderin' how ya one shot kill just slide in

I'm like mama feel me, just look at what I did

Help Beanie and Memphis Bleek over on Coronado Bridge

And y'all both supposed to be deceased before the police come and find me

Got your own homies screamin', "Bullet Loc we love that money"

No advantage by disturbin' now we get the same cash

For my skills, I kidnapped Amil in bang dash

Caught up Russell Simmons, quickly collected my ransom

Put a straight jacket on me cuz I'm throwin' a tantrum

Me and my Dulo gangbangas ride-ride and smash

You can sign Daz and Kurupt I'm still gone bust on yo ass



[Hook: x2]

Y'all better tell Jay-Z I catch 'em in the mornin'

Loco Recordship and platinum Roc-A-Fella is gone then

Call up my hood if it's on, it's on then

Y'all been perpetratin' cheese, y'all the wrong men



[Jayo Felony]

They skip to this and hop

They crip to this and drop

They top and pop they collas

Homies in Impalas

Yeah she look like a dime but hott

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