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