'99 live

don't be scared of this, don't be scared of this, prospecto, follow me here now, throw your hands up, my live niggas in the cut, put your triggers up, if you got love say, "nigga, nigga what", like you don't give a fuck, bitches playin niggas just to get a buck, get a buck, yo, it's the p-r-o-s-p-e-c-t, i'm a thug you can't ph.d. me, catch me in the back of the club switchin it up, type of nigga to get drunk and piss in your cup, listen up to what it is, know a lotta mamis lovin the triz, and some, they tryin to pull it off right in front of the kids, before i think about coming to cribs, i be lugging my glitz so big, on the waist it be rubbing my ribs, it's very dangerous fuckin with this, i been doublin chips holdin my own with the chrome double-grips, up in the mix, caught a couple of vics, when i used to fight, but i ain't been scufflin since, this is as tough as it gets, never leave nothin with prints, or you get blast and you're chopped up and stuffed in the fridge, they not playin me, i perfected this game from a to z, the ones i don't know will need ropes to hands and knees, this shit'll never stop, as long as i live, i'ma forever rock, and stop niggas right where they standin when the baretta pop, my moms said i better not, but knew i had to, i said, "i'm bustin mines, and ain't nobody movin at you", she laughed too, like i was jokin, when i'm chrome-totin, i have a nigga in his home hopin i don't blow his dome open, i stay stoned, smokin while i'm on the low, i'm copin, a cool guy, but at times you catch me tone-locin, been through a lotta shit, but never had a bone broken, it's tragic how i rap shit with my own potion, from here to hoboken i was hoppin trains with no token, now i'm on stage, they say i'm show-boatin, my flow potent, cause it's mixed in raw, spell it backwards, it's 'war', the gat spits, you backflip through the door, i kill em all, terror squadian style, i only get down with the crown, only partyin wild, ya heard, now everybody from b-k, throw em up, now everybody from new jerz, throw em up, now everybody from q-b, throw em up, now everybody from the b-x, throw em up, now everybody from staten island, throw em up, to all my partners from westside, throw em up, now everybody from the east coast, throw em up, if you dirty like the south, throw em up, you better throw em up, my man big pun, hit em up, my man joey crack, hit em up, the whole terror squad hit em up, the thoroughbreds, we hit em up, prospect, '99, it's almost over, baby, right