baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Yei though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil For you are with me Your rod and your staff they come for me You prepare a table for me In the presence of my enemies You anoint my head with oil My cup overflows Shore of your goodness and love and follow All the days of my life And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giggin' pleasure in the Benzito Hittin' fannies, spendin' chips at Manny's Hope you creeps got receipts My peeps get dirty like cleats Run up in your crib, wrap you in your polo sheets Six up in your wig piece, nigga deceased May you rest in peace with my sycamore style More sicker than yours, 4'4 and 54 drawers As my pilot stares my lair Yes my dear, *'s official Only the feds I fear, here's a tissue Stop your blood clot cryin' The kids, the dog, everybody dyin' No lyin', so don't you get suspicious I'm big, dangerous, you're just a little vicious As I lead my competition, respirator style Climb the ladder to success, escalator style Hold your breath, I told y'all Death controls y'all, big don't fold y'all Uh, I spit phrases that'll thrill you Get nobody till somebody kills you Get nobody till somebody kills you Get nobody till somebody kills you Watch Casino, I'm a hip-hop version of Nicky Tarantino Ask Nino, he know, green with envy The green tempts me to make the rich the enemy And take their cheese, take their spot, take their keys Make my faculty live happily ever after In laughter, ha, never seen Cristal pour faster Until I'm fastest, knucklehead, squeeze let Three of mine dead, nothin' left to do But till they ask the stretch, leave them in bloodshed Incidents like this, I take trips Lay up in Miami with Tameka and Tammy Some Creosio bitches I met on tour Push a peach, legend coupe, gold teeth galore Told me meet him in the future later They'll take me shopping, buy me lavender and fuchsia gators Introduce me to player haters and heavy weighters Rich bitch *, drinkin' Cristal till they piss the * Uh, thorough bitches, adapt to any borough bitches Be in spots where there were no bitches, you feel me? Reminisce on dead friends too You're nobody till somebody kills you You're nobody till somebody kills you I don't want that, that You're nobody till somebody kills you I don't want that, that You're nobody till somebody kills you I don't want that, that You're nobody till somebody kills you I don't want that, that You could be the *, flash the fattest five Had the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit You ain't worth spit, just a memory Remember he used to push the champagne range Silly cat wore suede in the rain Suede put the G in game Had the Gucci flame before Dana Dame Thought he ran with pain, I can't recall his name You mean that kid that nearly lost half his brain Over two bits of cocaine Gettin' his dick sucked by crackhead Lorraine A fuckin' shame, Duke's a lame, what's his name? You're nobody till somebody kills you I don't want that, that You're nobody till somebody kills you I don't want that, that You're nobody till somebody kills you