Who Shot Ya? - 2005 Remaster

As we proceed (uh)

To give you what you need

'95, motherfuckers

Get live, motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

'95, motherfuckers

Get live, motherfuckers

Now turn the mics up (as we proceed)

Turn that mic up, yeah

That beat is knockin', I need that mic up though (to give you what you need)

Turn that shit the fuck up (East Coast, motherfuckers)

Uh, what? (Bad Boy, motherfuckers)

Turn it up louder

Yeah, uh

As we proceed to give you

What you need

J.M., motherfuckers

J.M., motherfuckers (uh)

'95, motherfuckers (woo)

Uh

Who shot ya? (uh)

Separate the weak from the obsolete

Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets

It's on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef

I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek (woo)

Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet

Thundering, shaking the concrete

Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot

Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots (uh)

Saw me in the drop, three and a quarter

Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter

Old school, new school need to learn though

I burn, baby, burn like Disco Inferno (burn, baby, burn, what?)

Burn slow like blunts with yayo

Peel more skins than Idaho potato

Niggas know, the lyricla molestin' is takin' place

Fuckin' with B.I.G. it ain't safe (uh)

I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses

Bumps and bruises, blunts and Land Cruisers

Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools (uh)

Niggas mad because I know that cash rules

Everything around me two Glock 9's

Any motherfucker whispering about mines (and I'm)

And I'm Crooklyn's finest (uh)

You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this

As we proceed (what?)

To give you what you need

'95, motherfuckers (what? Uh)

Get live, motherfuckers

As we proceed (what? Uh)

To give you what you need

East Coast, motherfuckers

Bad Boy, motherfuckers

Get high, motherfuckers

Get high, motherfuckers (uh, uh)

Smoke blunts, motherfuckers (uh)

Get high, motherfuckers ('95, uh)

Ready to die, motherfuckers (uh)

'95, motherfuckers (uh)

I seen the light excite all the freaks (uh)

Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps

Niggas wanna creep, got to watch my back

Think the Cognac and Indo sack make me slack?

I switches all that, cocksucker G's up (uh)

One false move, get Swiss cheesed up

Clip to TEC, respect, I demand it

Slip and break the 11th Commandment

Thou shalt not fuck with nor see Poppa

Feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya (uh)

I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I'm the don

Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm

You'll die slow but calm

Recognize my face (uh), so there won't be no mistake

So you know where to tell Jake, lame nigga

Brave nigga, turned front page nigga

Puff Daddy flips daily (uh)

I smoke the blunts he sips on the Baileys

On the rocks, tote Glocks at christenings

Hammer cock, in the fire position and, what?

Get live, motherfuckers

Ready to die, motherfuckers

Come here, come here (what?)

Open your fucking mouth, open your (it ain't gotta be like that B.I.G., oh)

Didn't I tell you don't fuck with me? Huh?

Didn't I tell you not to fuck with me? (as we proceed)

Huh? Look at you now (to give you what you need)

Huh?

Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh? ('95, motherfuckers)

Bitch-ass nigga, what? (get live, motherfuckers)

(Get live, motherfuckers)

As we proceed (who shot ya?)

To give you what you need

'95, motherfuckers

Get live, motherfuckers

Get high, motherfuckers (who shot ya?)

Ready to die, motherfuckers

As we proceed (who shot ya?)

To give you what you need

'95, motherfuckers

East Coast, motherfuckers

(Who shot ya?)

West Coast, motherfuckers (us)

West Coast, motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

As we proceed (as we proceed)

To give you what you need (to give you what you need)

Get live, motherfuckers

Get live, motherfuckers (get live, motherfuckers)

'95, motherfuckers ('95, motherfuckers)

Get money, motherfuckers (get money, motherfuckers)

(as we proceed) as we proceed

To give you what you need (to give you what you need)

'95, motherfuckers

Get live, motherfuckers (get live, motherfuckers)

'95, motherfuckers (yeah)

J.M., motherfuckers

J.M., motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

('95)