Texty: The Biggie Sound. Who Are U?.

[chorus]
You only think about beating me
You only think about beating me
I'm flyin', I'm flyin'
And you are dyin'
You only think about beating me

[verse1]
I'm number one, load my gun
You don't realize, but I'm endin' with you, huh
I'll step on you as if they were cheap
Been in this shit together bitch
Lil' Wayne is a fag breathin' cocaine
Death to my enemies, you're a crazy man
Tired of the current sound, fuck these Hip-Hop fags
No one's gonna stop me, I'll play as my shots
Click-clack - fuck the guys Def and Jay-Z
I'm going crazy, so shake it baby
You'll not escape me, why not face me
I'm now in a Bentley (So, so, so boss)
Put the gun on me, don't you shoot? (I'm so boss)
The Game stop with these bad rhymes
Look at the light! Don't step out of line
Mo'fucker, is you Rick Ross
If I were 50 had already killed you, I'm the boss
You never walked in tha hood, will never be one of the Bad Boyz
Look deep into my eyez
Many, many, I said many men are dyin'

[chorus]
You only think about beating me
You only think about beating me
I'm flyin', I'm flyin'
And you are dyin'

You only think about beating me

[verse2]
The street have shadows
They're in their mind, they'll follow
No mo', no mo' give soft with his gang
Now, I know what to do
You only think of my paper
You only think of me down
I heard - "Let's shoot the Big Sound!"
White sneakers, yellow shirts and blue jeans
Previously you used to have dreams
Today you can't even sleep
His terror is to appear at his club the "Big-Big Thug"
I'm burstin' in your zone and even in your club
Put the sound of the G-Unit
I'll show you my crew, my fluid
Here only angry gorilla, then sings Southside
Let's touch the sky, let's smoke this plant
This's the commando, I'll end my ammo
All for my enemies, Now I can go
Hands up - This's the product of hood
Consumed by slum niggaz and stars in Hollywood

[chorus]
You only think about beating me
You only think about beating me
I'm flyin', I'm flyin'
And you are dyin'
You only think about beating me