Family Crisis - Mase
[Mase] Huddy Combs bring it home, we don't stop Jimmy Jones all alone, we don't stop Loon crime fam', we don't stop Meeno, NRB, we don't stop To my man Blinky Blink, we don't stop My sis Baby Stase, she don't stop Killer Cam', Cardan, they the fam' One two, we don't stop I know you thinkin', how many nigga's he got? Or what, how many nigga's is hot? [Cardan] Yo, yeah you a fake wanna be rich nigga, bitch sticker You know, that get on the stand and snitch stinker So when Cardie read the press, I dream of success I want cream to invest plus a Beam' and a Lex' So I sold bags of Dutch, the cash and plus My dad's a lush, so all we really had was us, what? [Meeno] Wit me? it started like this, sip a six, get some chips And about a half a brick Now the whole team's in the mix facin' a three-to-six Cuz they got the DA believin' this shit So we handcuffed in back of the bus for some dust Life in Harlem World shouldn't be so tough It's hot at home, mamma's got a block on the phone Couldn't call my man Pete so I called Huddy Comb [Huddy] Yo, Meeno [Meeno] Yo, Hud [Huddy] On the low, here's the verdict A nigga tried to front on me, pard', I wanna murder I want the nigga jaw broken, chest peeled wide open Tell Blink get on the next thing smokin' [Meeno] Shit, I recognize that whip Didn't he do a drive-by on the strip? Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched? What type of guy's this? Look in his eyes He's a bitch Mase, remember when we had his ride in the mix? His girl start to cry, he took the side of his chick Like we some nigga's that lie on our hits Who you forget when you was suckin' and fuckin' Now the war's on, we buckin' and duckin (black) Mase pulled his truck in (black) Blood rushin', spark the hydro, jumped inside the tie ho Mase drive slow, and they go
Artist: Mase
Title: Family Crisis