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Show & A.G. got the (the flavas)
with the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors)
Show & A.G. got the (the flavas)
with the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors)

[D.
Hey yo no question I'm the in this rap business
No doubt I'm strapped, get back or get rediculous son
I'm flippin one (don't be dumb)
You better run or end up like my last
Shit that's real I already through
Scared from the threats I you (it's all in the mental)
niggas like I'm in the Central
Cuttin through that ass like a Ginsu as I to
Get big with my nigs, A.G. &
Now your idol was doin vital to your ribs
Word straight up and down, MCs get crushed
I'll leave your style cramped, my can't be touched
So when you hear the you know it's D. Flow son
No one can fuck around, yeah right (no one)

World]
Hey yo the honies on the dilz cause I ball good (it's all good)
I'm representin the hood
Big shouts to Pete, you're my number one neighbor
No I'm puffin later with my nigga Gary Aida
Peace to Roc and all the goodfellas
People jealous, well it's the brothers (the brothers)
On other shit can't forget Shabazz
Representin not to mention I'm gettin cash
Get with that or get with because I'm kickin this
With the styles I'm runnin through niggas like Emmit

Arty]
Touchdown, I buck down MCs step up
10 G's if you wanna MC up
The ghetto dwella's in your hood, down
from the Bronx, the boogie man from the Boogie Down
Momma told me there would be days like this
That I'd be rippin tracks, paid with my nigs
On tour, roar with hardcore stuff
Niggas call bluffs (I give em no chance) I it more rough
(And slow dance) on niggas faces, rugged, fuck it
Them niggas got to love it cause we made
I'm gettin with my peeps
As Party Arty keeps Bacardi so MCs meet the

[A.G.]
Check the method but don't sweat the
Even the baddest dime bitches get weak when the vets speak
(Hopin) That head meets my bed sheets
(Now you're open) Like the Red Sea I'm potent
Don't Don't force it, Flow got that 4-fifth
Who do with that voodoo, my doll it's that
All and that and then some
Get paid to put raps on tracks, I that's my income
The beat chills so they be back for refills
(My man shows his street skills) here to the Peekskills
Kill the rumors, givin MCs brain
Time to off the set, gotta jet like Puma

(2x)

[Method
What the blood clot, son a shot, show your love in the area
me not, mass hysteria
My revolves around blunts, the Methical
The one and only piece original, phony
One to my muthafucker A.G.
A giant in the industry, hold your shoes up
(Word to God, youknowI'msayin)
Yeah, that's how it's goin down, you who got the flava
We got the flava, the
So bring it on, so it on, all you muthafuckin corns, yeah