Throw Your Guns - Half-a-mill Lyrics - The Album - The Firm

Y'know, personally, I'm for the paper, as long as we all see doe 

Yo yo, big boys play for large sums, yeah 

Even bitches got their shit tight 

Aight, if you're with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck? 

Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust 

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 medicate cars to platinum cars, my click 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 ours, mission accomplished, shittin' on Congress 

Benz whipped with the 6, on this 8 trillion tonnes 

When I appear reptilians run from affilions 

Willions [Incomprehensible], 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, calicoes spittin' in 

Niggas splittin' in the same position they sittin' in 

What sentencin'? We got too much Benjamins 

We even got triple six I E M plastic currency 

With [Incomprehensible] Images of Quentin in 

My niggas lay back 

We use to pump a G, now we pump 100-K packs 

Guns aimed at, destroy your whole world like K-mat 

What part of the game's that? The curse, my hot verse is flame rap 

Players got the game trapped, I be the king mack 

All my bitches mine 'til they bring crack 

Yo yo, big boys play for large sums 

Stack up, strategize, watch the cons come 

It's all a game, even bitches got their shit tight 

On the scene 18, suckin' dick right and sip right 

If you're with us, throw your guns up 

What the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust 

What? From NY to New Orleans, we all fiends 

Court scenes, flashbacks to kidnaps and fought Cream 

Guns bussin', stash house out in Flushing 

Corruption, killer mental is foul adjustin' 

Cold nights, handled the streets my whole life 

Back up off kikes, focus for niggas who lost sight 

Travel thought wise, beyond light years, way across skies 

Short i's, so many makin' livin' off lies 

Anti 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'cha grow, Shelley? I lit his game so sincerely 

Really, most rap cats couldn't come near me 

So it's either or Peter pay Paul, you and yours 

Fools are frost, regulate life through rules and laws 

Big boys play for large sums 

Stack up, strategize, watch the cons come 

It's all a game, even bitches got their shit tight 

On the scene 18, suckin' dick right and sip right 

If you're with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck? 

Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust 

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 Agbar, pushin' a hot car 

Shark Bar, private engagement, live entertainment 

I grab mics and I explain it 

How I went from the brawns to the brainless 

To the minds of the wise and the famous 

Nigga's wives admire the guy's arrangers 

Kick off their wedding rings to give head to the king 

It's just a cheddar thing, amaretta, Armani leather thing 

We into better things like wettin' the brains 

Jumpin' outta stretches and 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" 

Once I copped a Hummer this summer with a buttoned-up mink 

Big boys play for large sums 

Stack up, strategize, watch the cons come 

It's all a game, even bitches got their shit tight 

On the scene 18, suckin' dick right and sip right 

If you're with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck? 

Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust 

Bitches got their shit tight 

If you're with us throw your guns up 

What the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust