Murda Murda Prodigy (Ft. Tony Yayo)

[Intro: Prodigy]
Yeah, yeah
Fuckin' cold out here
Fuckin' hungry right now, man
Let's go get sumthin' to eat, son
Some niggas holdin' over there
(Yeah, yeah) Say we take that (Yeah, yeah, come on, son)
Yeah
(Thirsty too) Yeah, yeah, yo

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Nigga this Banana Clip P not that other bullshit
This is the purest dope there is
I don't like fiction
If it's not facts I don't fuck with the shit
And that's how I live and with that bein' said, fuck with P you get dead
I keep three thousand in the pocket of my pants
Ey week the haze, I smoke seven grams
Ey day I wake I'm proud of who I am, I'm a gangsta and million dollar business man
I'm a soldiеr, a leader, it's P the don
I hop out on niggas whеn I catch 'em in my world and still make it to my meeting at Vibe Com
I'm a threat to the safety of your well-bein'
You wanna be on our side 'cause we feedin' the animals
Vultures and Hyenas
Them other niggas servin' that mad cow disease shit