Yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, yeah, M.O.P., uhh, X to the Z Yeah baby, that's right, you how we do it One time, X, where you at my Fiyaah
I spread the hate, like Taliban and tapes Shoot five to the sky, gimme some space I got y'all, runnin' in place, cut to the of the subject Mash out niggaz, straight the gutter you love it
Ain't nothin above it, we y'all religiously Watchin' paper tryin' to hide behind the industry here to infinity, love thy enemy Niggaz got the knowledge but don't the chemistry
All your baseball hat and kneecaps With baseball bats, 'til fame hit you with me mini-mac Full body black fatigues, black from weed In black limo tinted SUV's Bill
Still, world, The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact we're Heartless and painless, it's to strangers try to change us, knowin' we're anxious to flame 'em
You problems I'ma bring 'em to you We cockin' thangs Yeah, I got a song let me it to you We ready to Yeah, you talk impressive, you mean it do you? where you aim Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,
You want I'ma bring 'em to you We them thangs Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you We ready to Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't it do you? Watch you aim Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga
You must wanna the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D. N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. M.O.P., and X to the Z Is a friend of our family, yeah my
For you, counterfeit, wannabe players I rub you under your face with razors Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and Men Grip quick, cock squeeze and Men to settle it
L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L.A. Persistant and on doin' it our way Do you wanna fuck with Danze? When he with them thugs in the van Double in his hands, my nigga
Make the flame, face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster Y'all niggaz akin to God and the M dot, to the O dot, to the P With X to the Z hot, happenin'?
You problems I'ma bring 'em to you We cockin' them Yeah, I got a song let me it to you We to bang Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do where you aim Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
You want problems I'ma 'em to you We them thangs Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you We to bang Yeah, you impressive, you don't mean it do you? where you aim Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga
Hunt down, hurt, and hate the hater Watch how you rise, and thank me later in my eyes, I should not have to say it Look alive, these is complicated
down, hurt, hang and hate the hater Watch how you rise, fall and thank me Look in my eyes, I not have to say it Look alive, these streets is
You got problems with us? poppin' I get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine stop it Let's move on 'em, move on 'em Rush in, gun-bustin', black plus tools on 'em
Never snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got for 'em I send you to God with no Clueless, G's run this, we rule this If you wanna get into gangsta shit, let's do this
No question, no Streets is my profession, heat in my Hollow-tips is the answer; look around you see the Say, "No Smokin'", but our guns got
Yeah, I'm not, what you thought I was Like my career was gon' like a fuckin' buzz Raise the high, I solidify The grip that I keep on shit, get off my
You want I'ma bring 'em to you We cockin' them Yeah, I got a song let me it to you We ready to Yeah, you impressive, you don't mean it do you? where you aim Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
You want problems bring 'em to you We cockin' thangs Yeah, I got a song let me it to you We to bang Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do where you aim Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,