4 My Niggaz Lil' Cease (Ft. BLAKE C, Bristal & JAY-Z)

[Intro: Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc-A-Fella (uh huh)
Gener-al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
Q.B. (that show-nuff right on)
Fuck niggas wanna do, man (nothin')
See, Cease-A-Leo (huh)
I'm for the kids (right)
Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers, y'know
It's how we do it (yeah)
Feel me baby?

[Verse 1: Blake C]
Yo, yo, stay away from .38s, TEC-9's and shottie
I wanna move swift, but don't blow like John Gotti
I'm somethin' to watch, like the paparazzi
Hard to copy, shock waves can't stop me
Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me
It's Blake oh the great, pawn ya jewels, take all your weight
Just might be, politely, leave your man an eighth
The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe
I take it all, still be the last to escape
Kick it like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code
Watch the stroll, little Ace
A soldier that was born to roll
I love God and you know I got soul
To sell around the globe with more Bank than Tyra
Dime just rewind-a, it was hard to find her
Found out my niggas got right behind her