[Kurupt] Daz Talk to 'em [Kurupt] Kurupt Gotti [Jay-Z] to 'em [Kurupt] Big Jigga nigga,
*sung*] Psycho, like no, nigga so When you see the D-O G sneak creep low
In the memory of the Notoroious B.I.G., Shakur
*sung*] Psycho, like no, nigga so When you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak low
Young Hova in the house, wide hustler R-O-C, motherfuckers..
.. up love You know Jigga Man resum, up drugs round, full pound, no mask or gloves Face down on the gravel, gun will travel Out the blue steel barrel get ya killed Perro ass niggaz touch I, muh'fucker what's my - - name, Young Hov', gun blow AC (With the D-P-G nigga!!)
Hold up (hah) wait a and All my thugs get (get what?) gangsta it
Gotti Jigga and Daz Dillinger, killin ya with the with Roc La Familia {*y'all niggaz ain't us*}
Deep in and out, out gold D cut through 2-way Motorolas Nigga the Dynasty and the MOTHERFUCKER tip, stainless teflon MOTHERFUCKER Jigga trigger, cock-a-poppa, nigga rocka with the chrome chopper, pop a nigga so quick Saddam Niastra, y'all done in the mud and about to ery'thing from the flat foot Calicos collective, have you ever a four so clean like a new nina My Daz (Sigel Sigel) Jigga, Memph, in bad-ass Butt naked bitches and pop The scholar, this is the beginnin the hollow tips soarin, chrome wheels spinnin Never you ever seen a G like me Rollin with the Roc, D-P-G
Don't change the for these hoes who the game like we supposed
[Jay] nigga Daz in the house [Daz] D-P-G-C fo' L-I-F-E, Roc
Don't change the game for these who plays the like we supposed
[Jay] Young in the house
Two-shotty, quick to a body So put a in ya mouth, ya bitch
Don't change the game for these who plays the like we supposed
Young Hova in the house, world hustler R-O-C, motherfuckers..
still talkin through the voice of I For Tupac yellin ra-da-da-da-da-da Not a or a Crip but I put drugs on the strip Put dubs on the whip, got bigger than the fuzz on my hip, back let it rip Won't that 'til the whole clip's gone (click..) CLICK! Okay, let's not cause you got a vest on all I'm aimin is
and Kurupt] I'm psycho, like no, other And this rifle, right for your head
[Jay] Young Hova in da [Daz] get down Roc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound, nigga tell me how that
Dillinger] Cha-pow, layin all you wack down Blowed out out, swervin through ya town up? Jigga Man, my nigga Kurupt Laid back actin a nut, to 'rupt No remorse as we bust, let you feel the Dogg Pound, Roc-A-Fella fuckin it up Let it be known; Daz Dillinger, rough to the All alone, roam ya neighborhood high High stylin, profilin, comin after me In actuality they the technicality Dogg Pound that's my family On site niggaz died for they We the and we walk like we talk And we stalk and we do what we do dark Get one shot Dillinger Roc La {*Now y'all us! Now y'all feelin us!*}
Don't change the game for these who the game like we supposed
[Jay] Sigel in the house
[Beanie Uh-huh, sick Even mo' sicker ya get mo' twisted
Sigel, two Eagle hit you niggaz up quick Got 'em diggin ditches up Got you niggaz spittin up I'm sick Gettin up from hits from the fifth Let a row go quick from the Shit, sit a down quick when I'm pitchin a bitch You see light then you a trip Five hours, spill a clip and the hammer dance I'll holla, you holla in the ambulance STOP ... it's the Roc R-O-C the D-O-G on ya block Fuck the C-O-P's, let me see trees No stems, no sticks, no seeds, breathe
Bleek] Relax bitch, don't act bitch, we stop It's the R-O-C, geah who You thought Bleek walk on a track before Hit a switch in a black 6-4 Down on Sunset I run sets, I does Niggaz at me and be like damn I was that I'm "The Understanding" with my peeps, foes Got a house in the back with a Benz and Get cha mind right nigga you mention me Your ain't too thorough to mention we matter who we collab' with, nigga it's a classic Dogg linked with the Roc could cause traffic Who want rump, get it with me I'm Bleek, you a got a gun dump with me? You Bleek in B.K. (or) down in L.A. my W and E up nigga, who want play?
[Kurupt Psycho, like no, bitch-ass so you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low
I will not,