Trouble Man Beanie Sigel (Ft. Oschino & Sparks)

[Intro: Beanie Sigel]
Nothin for nothin leaves nothin.. betta do somethin
Motherfucker punch ya in the mouth..

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel] Hitman, Oschino and Sparks, Criminal Records; talk to 'em yo

[Verse 2: Omilio Sparks]
This is for my ghetto niggas, reputation is everything
So guard it withcha life, it's just like credit
The minute ya fuck up you ruined it, ya know?
Yo as young adolescents (a-ha)
Mommy said we was so precious, I mean - who knew?
Round to O.D. to heron and I'd catch cases
Let my life slip, inside the hands of these judges
Where did we go wrong - huh?
Was it these missing father figures?
Or watching mom struggle and feed us
Come on I need answers, is God gonna judge us
For turnin burners on niggas who tried to merk us
On the day of judgement - who knows?
Until then we'll never know so for now, I'mma do Omilio
Drunk than a motherfucker, disrespectin bitches
Attitude still the same - fuck these niggas
Until it's my time to go, you know?
I ain't doin no changes, shit, plus I'm happy to be here
With my new family.. Black Friday
And the Roc-A-Fella niggas, I'm focused, bring the chorus in