40 Bars (Remix) Lyrics

(voice) jewelz time jewelz time (I dont know who this is) For the year 2G the rap game changed for one nation jewelz name is slayin anything on this plain remains have found one of the best kept secrets ya heated you went platinum when it goes right so in the game you won you cheated my slang bangin ya need it man enough to pull a gun, be man enough to squeeze it (shots fired) die if ya dont believe it anything to do with ___ im gonna be with it hats off to the hardcore niggas, fuck the rest for my guess youre all useless, just talkin music never mistake me for a fake MC you got the wrong guy (fuck you) they call him CT (fool) get murdered in a second in the first degree come at me with faggot tendacies, youll be sleepin where the maggots be aint nothin count it, used to be factually but when its on I raise first automatically wont catch me as a victim in a rap casulty (c'mon) Dynasty raiders hit VA in the summer time (what) ten bentlys in one line gas in each hand 24 5s in mine snipers hittin niggas long distance for a rate sons and daughters one order and you'll be floatin in water bad newz home of the dynasty raiders one love to the old school niggas dead in the jail that tried to raise us even the ones who tried to blaze us but couldnt even graze us so them bitch ass niggas y'all killin dont amaze us im floppin im spittin..... (voice) hey yo this my record jewelz representin bad newz hey yo my homies set that shit Iverson (aka Jewelz) everybody stay fly gettin money to kill and fuck bitches im hittin anything in plain veiw for my riches VA's finest fillin up ditches when niggas turn bitches dyin for zero digits im a giant y'all admit it I know niggas who kill for a fee that'll kill your ass for free believe me, how you wanna die fast or slowly fast as a rolley, slow as a rolley - polley i bought your shit it was weak trashed it now you owe me all them hardcore niggas know me i dont knockin them, just gonna bust up in a muthafucka takin anything thats rightfully mine plus AK rifels and knives for Z cru thik designs with jewelz to shine all the time aint nothin sweet about this rate of mistake I got niggas where you eat shit sleep and beat ya meat die reachin for heat even leakin in the street niggas screamin he was a good boy since he was born but fuck it he gone life must go on niggas dont live that long but hoes in wigs when niggas think theyre head strong got niggas hollerin with jewelz dead wrong on this song this type of murder dont need no hook just 40 fuckin bars from the mouth of a crook yo (echo) (gun being cocked and fired)