The Whole World Onyx

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
Sneak up on you niggas like a thief in the night
Ur money or ur life or bald headed wife
Stocky fingaz see the bald head wit the knife
Mick billy got gun to ur head don't loose ur life
Cause my bullshit life I'm throwing down the drain
We so hungry my niggas got abdominal pains
Straight gas niggas blowing on phenomenal strains
Exotic trees we call this shit Obama Hussein
Onyx 4 life nigga the madface on my six pack
Big mack oh my god it gotta kick back
Cut the small talk, my dude, fuck the chick check
Nigga show me where piff at
I'm smoking all these niggas all these niggas
Yo the word in the streets it was trop and them
Yo them got in the club and choppers in
Nigga said be careful god I said I'm watching them
Nigga let off 4 shots it was no stopping them
Yeah this my condolence
Burying all my so called opponents
Blowing the speakers and stereo components
This ain't a regular rap verse this a moment

[Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Don't make my gun go blam
I got ur whole world in my hand
I got ur whole world in my hand
I got ur whole world in my hand
I got ur whole world in my hand
I got ur whole world in my hand
I got ur whole world in my hand
I got ur whole world in my hand
Don't make my gun go blam