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[Intro: Killah *talking to himself*]
Aiyo, what's man? (Ain't na---, man
Yo niggaz over here frontin' on me and shit
Talkin' bout I was sayin' this and that in the
Niggaz gettin' shit twisted, like...)
Where them niggaz at? Them niggaz be and stay on the block, over here?
(Yeah, son, them niggaz... I don't man...)
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Yo... (yo, who that?)
Yo, it's Tone! Open the fuckin'
Tell nigga (bitch) -- tell that nigga Jack to come out...
Where at? Jack!...

[Ghostface
So you said what, now? You got the whole twisted
was the other day, pa, you just like them bitches
Faggot ass niggaz, stay bumpin' they
Tell me why you were dirtyin' out, you never run
Are you holdin' something in? That the hood know
if you are, get to truckin', bitch, 'cause you gotta go
It's not a threat, it's a promise, I tell you, don't make your mamma it
You'll be rockin' a toe ring in the morgue, problems to revealin'

[Chorus: Killah]
Ya'll niggaz me and ya'll, ya'll know ya'll booty
So get your punk ass off the street
Please, please, do it for your
Don't be stupid, make me use it
No, lord, 'cause you can't here, anymore...

[Ghostface
Did you I was playin'? When I told you before
You can't come back here, you up like a pap smear
Actin' you ain't got fear, nigga you get popped here!
Matter fact, I'm a street doctor, the shot here!
Blaow, yo, I didn't smile, so, off your jewelry, now then
So what you leg is bleedin' here, put this in mouth and
Chew on the barrel of love, get in "lead-you" town
You look thirsty, I of wet you down
But not now, you hear sirens cryin'
Climbin', to Save Private Ryan
Bitch, on the floor for lyin' and he whinin'
Diming on niggaz, your business
Perfect timin' for bullshit sliders
and sisters, he a wack nigga