Never turn down, we rejects Whole team shooting fouls, got three with us at the bank, cashing G-checks Crew so deep, looking a V Neck
Where'd I get all bros? Not my dad But we're looking for new talent, the wanted ad So many on the side, the boat's tipping over Get into an accident, I got some donors time we hit the block, bring the floats We're a tumor; a growth to diagnose And O-line, a D-line, my fills up the Bee Line Head to the back, and put the bus on Catch, Judd Apatow's attached We hang out in the streets, and then the streets next to faces, I don't know half the names Someone pay attention, make sure came like locusts, we're so hard no to notice Bring the noise, bring the funk, Mr. Holland's Opus The riot cops come out when we're Solitaire Put friends against mine, we're not playing fair
Surrounded by my dogs because I'm best friend King of the block, I got a good rate at the Matching shirts and Nikes, looking a cult Whole gang nuts, word to Charles Credit, we don't it, when I win, we win Ruff riding at Soul Cycle, when I we spin Dozens of best forever, it's like we copied 'em Corporate retreat, trust falls, we 'em Women loving the crew, like outfit tight Saying goodnight to everybody an extra night When of us succeeds, we all suffer My crew the sickest, allergic to peanut My homies ride, we caravan like cover Emergency bontacts, ball them my Blood Living a in which everybody stunts We all eating, Marky Mark and the Funky
Bun B: I'm moving through the city, I'm rolling my crew When we pull up the party, man, they don't know to do I came with more people than the club can even And more cars than they can park, this outta control We walk inside the building, knocking out the pathway Taking over sections, didn't even 'em halfway They ask us what we drinking; we ask you you got Then we buy up all your liquor till the last shot I'm with a lot of G's, man, ain't no pretending It's gon' be to shoulder if Bun is in attendance We up in the function and then it's getting fucking hot I can say the reason why; ItsTheReal better not I put a call up to the homies and all came Deeper than a crowd at a Bowl ballgame It ain't no shame to my so don't you try me And shout out to the Million Man March walking me