Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh (boy I you knew) You can just do the god damn! (straight from New Cityyyyy) (New Cityyyyyyy) C'mon! (I'ma tell you like man) (Blastin off the big dog) Yeahhhh, just do it! (I feels, Funkmaster, if it his it ain't shit) C'mon, do it (You know?) (Volume III) Yeahhhh, do it! (We're all the way live, boyyyyy) C'mon, just do it (You got mad dogs, you got your pissed dogs) C'mon c'mon, just do it (and then you got big dogs) Yeah, (like Funkmaster Flex)
Brooklyn New Yorker, street walker, talker S-T-double-E-L-E the Stay in it to win in the ride the windows tinted Aromatic marijuana addict, ganja Smoke on the black shit, watch you actors overreactin Packin but slackin plus they lackin direc-tion, thinkin that gon' protect em in the sec-tion, smokin guns tear through your Before you get a chance to your wea-pon my dogs get to yo' street, like Johnny pumps leavin lots of lumps lots of chumps, think they gettin past But no leeways, come back like DJ's, cut yo' shit Leave you dizzy, watch me get bizz-ay, sideline askin is he, the one they to see, S-T from Cocoa B's Locally, I'm known for lovely vocally Me and my P-N=C smoke
Yo if out to be the boss and floss (just do that) Run up in clubs with big (just do that) If you have to let yours off (just do that) To all my cats (just do that) and yo my puddy (just do that) If out to be the boss and floss (just do that) Run up in with big dogs (just do that) If you have to let yours off (just do that) To all my cats (just do that) and yo my puddy (just do that)