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Aiyo, what the fuck? Y'all thought this was a
Y'all "back the fuck up/bacdafucup"
is coming through
They the ones that started ol' wild, thugged out
grimey, go hard, gully, get your ass on and off stage shit
Nigga

[Chorus:
It's the
my niggas? Get rowdy, throw up your techs
You bang then bang, nigga throw your set
Onyx reppin' for the hood, every
That's right it's the
Where my niggas? Get rowdy, throw up your
You wanna bang then bang, nigga throw set
Onyx reppin' for the hood, project

You bang nigga bang, fucking bang your set
Wanna play gun rap, I'll arrange ya
My tech
Arms, legs, necks from
split you
Rip tissue
Raps dangerous, ravenous
I'll leave the booth covered with remains of
Put the four-five blitz on the dot six
Ice frame and hang ya banger by his chain
This is talk, Blood New York
Blow ya brains in your hand, nigga that thought
From the dark
get money from gat dealin'
Dead rappers get found in back of buildings
We this shit
We the heart of shit
motherfucker, hard as it get
We at war so
Get your up
Nigga front, get your whole projects up

I got a million niggas, cockin
You don't know us kid, you hide your shine
And if you see a nigga with on his neck
Stick em up, em up, Stick em up
Back on the scene, gun the beam
All you see is white, you red for the green
Niggas better move, Onyx coming
Every track I'm on I turn and blue
I can't, come from the head, I come from the
I shit hip-hop, nigga my ass with the source
Ain't no nigga dead or alive fuckin this
Need a second opinion? Ask your
through NYC to CPT
We 'bout blow up again WTC
I changed the sign to a crucifix
Onyx pull up with three 6's six, six, six

BLAOW! Techs up we bust rowd'
through your door
Watch bodies lift off the
Runnin' up the steps a 100 shots gunnin'
Murder scene so gross you can't stomach
My team built like steal bars in prison
five to life, my brothers in hell biddin'
We bang on the charts, flames to the top
move on your spot, take blocks
Bang to
I blaze shit an arsonist
It the mist, to stack up your carcasses
What bitch nigga you get apart
Reppin O-P-M, till the drop