Rock mics, my diz-ick, flow exquisite Pop then I throw the biscuit Get dro and twist it, when from Mo' to Cryst shit Still that dough, on the striz-ip, on the coke tiz-up
They call me Gruffie, Hound, used to be a Pound Puppy You should see the way I down Every dame in the love me, stay dip Cardiere flame shit, Polo rugby
Moves too swift to let ya clowns me Smokin' like a Dutchie and you get found musty Bust his here, man, yo' just infer It's a while now, I must appear, yo' ass out
You fuckin' with the 'cause of this, who than this Dive on yo' wrist, yo' rollie, try to resist Now I'm in the club with some pie and some Cryst And that shit you be makin', ain't hotter this
You know how thug cats do McGruff style hard wit Harlem crew bent everyday, all day The club see sick, it's that Harlem way,
You know how them cats do McGruff style hard wit that Harlem bent everyday, all day The club see sick, it's that way, exquisite
Yo, yo, my name rings, champagne king, danglin' Harlem World to England, make world moves Up in hotels, girls all nude, who get screwed Big boobs, wantin' to get with the dudes, Cryst with the cube
slick on the tube, yo, these bitches got my dick in the mood Flushed out, my mind, room service us some food We in the rich and got baby girl clit fartin' Newly ro', day your cartin', six squadron
Forty D, front row seats, at the Garden We players, six hundred Benzes, Snatchin' papers, overseas, grass and acres When it in Vegas, bastards hate us
Fly first wit gators, flash the latest My ass stay switch ya ass to Diamond rings stings Still cash on more capers
You how them thug cats do McGruff hard wit that Harlem crew bent everyday, all day The club see sick, it's Harlem way, exquisite
You how them thug cats do McGruff style hard wit that Harlem Gettin' everyday, all day The club see sick, that Harlem way, exquisite
I hot rhymes, take yo' Hot 97 slot time I like an archive, her thirty night dime V-12, six hundred gas, put my on Put a mic on, put it on
Strong arm like Nam, Desert Storm fight calm Roll fifth, my right arm, pearl white palm Murder your life form, make more noise a night storm Heavy artillery, hand grenades and bomb
Light Tron, there's no tellin' who I might harm Top wall, street businessman, in they white It's like on, holes, buck 50 life long strong, Don Juan, ill trife con
Write hype shit, my gang can make a dike dick And my bigger than yo' crew twice as thick Niggas be lookin' for some mic's to stick, to slick And dick and all the bad righteous chicks
My niggas light toke, you like them Tenure conversely, all types of My man L got 25 to life, told me life's a Said, "Hold yo' head, Gruff, son and write hits"
You how them thug cats do McGruff style hard wit that crew bent everyday, all day The club see sick, it's that Harlem way,
You know how thug cats do McGruff style hard wit that crew Gettin' everyday, all day The club see sick, that Harlem way, exquisite
You know how them thug do McGruff style hard wit that Harlem bent everyday, all day The see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite