Family Crisis lyrics

[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