Right now I'm to show you how it's done, you can Shut down yo, my Uzi a ton, you can Beat down and you can pump it in your till it out whatever dog, no doubt, I'm bout to
Smack up, anybody who like he Hardcore don't he know I stay raw? is LL competition, fell because I Do this bringing drama and 'cuz I don't
Play that, and I be up cash since Way back put your honey on my lap and her up, got her beggin' me to beat it up Raw dog, throw your on the floor, straight
Kill that, have her garglin' until I that, you better play like En Vogue and Hold on, you battle? Set it off baby on, come one, come on, come on
F, because my flavor's the A, I get my off all day R, my block, knee all far M, I hold it down wit my man
E, big up to my nigga E R, keep the ill on the car S, I repped it, what can I say, son what, farmers what
Murder, niggas gettin money on the Hot block, he got the chrome spinnin' up on Linden, at the ice and leather, the way it Blendin', pass the spit hot from here to
Mary, you think you hot, Cool Jane? Here it, and when it comes to I'm not a Soldier, I'm a crack King I told ya, I proved I'm the rapper, nigga
now, tell your man step up, then watch he Go down, one, do or die like Bedside, nobody even comin' close, Why try, from the to Shaolin to
Uptown, like buckshot said Duck down, you better play En Vogue and on, you know I'm goin' out nigga Come on, come on, come one, on
F, because my flavor's the A, I get my off all day R, wreck my block, all far M, I gotta it down wit my man
E, big up to my E Love R, keep the ill on the car S, I repped it, what can I say, son what, farmers what
No doubt, I'll take your block and air it out, Ice out, me and my man, Little in the Double R, block, lined up wit all the Hot cars, nigga, never be afraid you
Get paid, no what I do, I keep it Sexy me and my spendin' cream on the scene on Performance Boulevard out in Killa Queens joint knocked in the tunnel 'bout
One O clock, they like raw, not the watered down Hip hop the broad and alah zay it Don't stop stumblin' and fallin' off a ride when I'm goin' to Bedshaw
Remember me, I'm the greast MC could Ever be, you call Def Jam, and tell 'em Hold on, 'cuz another major told me Come on, come on, on, come on
F, my flavor's the best A, I get my off all day R, my block, knee all far M, I gotta it down wit my man
E, big up to my nigga E R, the ill rims on the car S, I repped it, more can I say, son what, farmers what