First (Gangsta Blac):
No prisoners kept in this camp, we kill 'em all and up And virtually fightin' our thinkin' it's them in the cut No more of my to waste No more pre-judgin' my Ain't nothin' but a mugg on my jug, hopin' my score erased They hated, maybe replaced, or make it better we can't hack what they scratchin' to buildin' cars in our face You had your chance to be real, instead you mappin' out your No more of nobody 'cause we can do it ourself 'cause it's ???, or try to me Like I ain't seein' shit clear, 'cause clearly gone see "B" No more of devotion when soldiers turnin' it out My is caught up in bein' real, no doubt I'm the provider for them, can't be and not down when sleepin', I'm thinkin' of other ways for me now To go and get it for us, and we ain't got it no What's in Me and my make it known it's no more NIGGA!!!!!!
by Blac & Fly]
Second Verse (Gangsta Blac & Fly):
(Gangsta Blac) No more of me out, no more of this and the other No of upside-down smiles, to cut by you suckas No of smokin' your weed, no more of jonesin' for that Instead I'm you villains like they gone keep up the laggin' No more attackin' my pride, again hold it in I it once 'fore I duck, trick will get stuck to the vent No more of thinkin' my talents be insured for a mil 'cause if it was, my 'cause, up and do it foreal No more of dealin' hoes, I'd rather have me a bitch 'cause she ain't from the start, just keep her slick with the dick No more of hard-head grindin' shit round the trunk Too used to what I want, so I'm gone keep this shit blunt No more of in the road, for you to walk over mud And disrespectin' big Chug, and you lazy in mud Keep it away from me please, no suckas E-ski And we takin' no more, so Fly you tell 'em the D NIGGA!!!!!!!!!
(Playa Fly) Flizy just take no more I'm bout to go Funk and and dank you under the table like I did before Seven, nine of Fly gone hit'cha straight With somethin' you don't wanna the funk so you ain't gotta wait Trait like I'm 'cause I'm mobbin' over broken hearts Movin' all my mini-Minnie Mae to hit the charts How you gonna stop us With all this, Funkytown we bound S.P.V. I'm bound, until I die then Playa Flizy the A and four and one Who's the one be wantin' Not the suckas stink, but get'cha straight all their body numb Can't compact the garbage that you start producin' I roll my windows 'fore it really start annoyin' me As much as I'm enjoyin' this, and ALL the B.S. you spit My windows rolled, so you know this dizays overwith So hit the horn, keep man Blac & in demand No Flizy can stand So smashin' power a windows man NIGGA!!!!!!!