Mic check, mic (mic check mic check one two) One two, one two mic (yeah) Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all me out there?) Yo, hey yo
[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Get up, stand up - your hands up All my niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up Get up, up - throw your hands up All y'all bitches throw your motherfuckin hands up
[Sheek Hey yo, I got a letter from the governor, the day I opened, I read it, and is what it say It's time for you to get yo' right The bitch act right, whatever put that bitch on the next flight Whatever nigga step in your way, hit his ass the K And leave his body his children'll play I cook somethin up like Emeril's I put the heat to these rap dudes, let me know who's bitchin And your security as as you are The burners out, his big ass be the first to the car I got goons make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin The hood love a nigga cause I ain't a nigga I eat the shit in the hood as another nigga White tee, pants saggin, to mug a nigga Get the hell up out your seats and everybody
Yo - yo Sheek lemme get of that, yo my uzi weigh a ton, Redman half baked I'm smokin pounds, you hang around with Nate The great dane change, bitches close drapes Cause my product, Ultramagnetic like Kool This for my hood niggaz sellin by the sto' I rip your hottest MC like eenie moe dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop "American Pie" nigga, hit your momma like and Sheek Louch, you got a brief clue Who will tie you up E did to P in "Beef Two" I cheat dude, give me a Maybach to So I'm determined, AJ after Free I don't play I'm grown, on 26 chrome Inside of my truck is Zone Shame on a nigga, that try to run on a nigga I bring on a nigga
[Sheek Hey yo fuck that nigga, buck that him to the roof, somebody cut that nigga Pushed 1100, one up (c'mon Sheek) Lil' entrepeneur; shit, I'm already one up (D-Block) to a bird - okay, I ain't sell a lot But Jigga ain't go platinum 'til his third I'm one song away, but you think I did How the house got that ass drive-a-way in the back, doors do Karate Kid If they knew I get the time Gotti did 240 when floored, trey pound on my lap Beyonce on the dashboard Can't be ignored, I'm the coke can't afford I'm the town niggaz haven't I got a dutch or two, we can a few But this is what y'all motherfuckers gotta do
Yeah, Brick City, all the way to Yonkers We got Yonkers bonkers baby! We got Yonkers bonkers baby! Yo Doc, Sheek Louch, you know what it is baby House, D-Block!