Cause the law can't fuck with me
 [Shoestring]
 I got the hand that rocks the cradle  and makin em fatal  while keepin
 my
 shit real tight
 Fuck it  no doubt  for fuckin around  witches stick a Dolomite
 I'm quick for jackin yo cheese outta yo keys  and spendin yo G's
 I'm gon smoke a ?Z? gat and pull the trigga
 On the front ass page nigga
 Pickin a reputation, mo bullets in that snitch's ass
 Get froze of O's, put em in my pocket, and dash, crash
 On the curve with ?nerve? work, I whip it and dip it around
 Just like switches, bitches, I'm jumpin and breakin it down
 Yo niggas packin 44s, pop it and robbin hoes
 Smoke in my nose, I'm a leave bullets than 6 Os
 And yo muthafuckin chest, bitch, I done killed your protection
 Bloody mess on yo chest, shoulda took yo yea and kept steppin
 Out the muthafuckin house, nigga bitch, and jumped in yo shit
 But since you didn't, 13 hollow point bitch was pumped in yo shit
 Betta watch yo ass, betta count yo cash, betta watch yo head from
 these slugs
 Get em up, and hit em up, I done lit em up, shaked and jacked em for
 drugs
 Shoestring's a killa on the for reala, I'll front you a O and a half
 Turn around and set yo body up and leave you stiff on that Ave.
 Don't try to cope, can't get with the dope, we get you for your riches
 I'm puttin stiches in bitches, ass leaped in ditches
 You want this click then suck this dick because this nigga scandal
 I got the hand that rocks the cradle and'll light the candle
 So if you ever wanna buck, nigga put it up
 You got that toothpaste in yo safe and I'm a hit it up
 I got my finger on the trigga and it makes me fatal
 Shoestring's a pimp, get off my dick, bitch, I got the hand that rock
 the
 cradle
 Chorus (2X): I'm down in this muthafuckin dope game
 (It's the diddy diddy dope deala, it's the diddy diddy dope nigga)
 And the law can't fuck with me
 (It's the diddy diddy dope deala, it's the diddy dope nigga)
 [Bootleg]
 I got the hand that rocks the cradle my blows are fatal just like
 internal
 bleedin
 Run into the law from the cocaine keeps anigga speedin
 Always on the bind on the grind for the 9-6
 Gotta get my hustle on, came to nigga stiff
 Bitch I'm to swift, stalkin with my big black boots
 High on oop, with a MAC-11 ready to jack you for loot
 Ain't you so cute, standin in the presence and essence of killas
 A local bred tryin to fuck with thoroughbred niggas
 No disrespect, betta grab yo tech before you swing my way
 I put the comma in drama, pack heat like sunny days
 Six million ways to die, let's try every one
 She was raped and brutally beaten, murdered my job done
 Now who got the flame, that comes a dime a dozen
 I cock this 44 back, blow out yo shit, couldn't catch yo cousin
 Cause if you owe me money, ain't shit funny when I catch you up
 When I bust this tech, you'll think a supersoaker wet you up
 The flames of hell is in my eyes, killin niggas by surprise
 If you cross my path, bloodbath you bitches gotta die
 Go ahead ??? with that moss, finally get tossed in the fuckin river
 Sometimes they shiver, from the pain and pressure I deliver
 Hold the hand of a gangsta as we fly through the bluest skies
 Swim through the bluest seas, family of killa G's
 Don't fuck with me nigga, I be yo local assassinator
 A cop got mo digits than you can hold in a calculator
 My finger's on the trigga, and that makes me fatal
 Bootleg's a pimp, get off my dick, bitch, I got the hand that rocks
 the cradle
 Chorus (2X)
 It's the diddy diddy what, the diddy diddy who
 The diddy diddy's back for 96, I thought you knew
 With some dope ass shit from the mind of a ganka
 Straight up beat ya down and watch my niggas out think ya
 It's the diddy diddy what, the diddy diddy who
 The diddy diddy's back for 96, I thought you knew
 With some dope ass shit from the mind of a ganka
 Straight up beat ya down and watch my niggas out think ya
 Chorus (2X