The midnight murder two cop on my heat Walk the street with a motherfuckin face shorty flip the script huh on any punk ass nigga or The little brown skin buddha sucker motherfucker I in Juvenile Hell (yea yea) I got the shit that make you catch a body quick em up bust em down Queensbridge style Street corner thug my title neighborhood was my idle (yea) So you wanna do nigga My knuckle game brought me fame in the hallways I got mad props, for cops Little hood, a little nigga no good My weighs a ton so run I'm cockin back on your ass B and it's like that
em out kid, stomp em out (4X)
Throw on my hoodie, when niggaz lit the I put a cap in the neighborhood bully What now, ass nigga - you ain't tough Fakin jax, I'ma your motherfuckin bluff Niggaz that get me vexed Son got the mac, got the tec I'm body baggin niggaz like deez up Town ? the ki's, twenty-three G's Around the way bustin pills by the fuckin (??) Yeah kid, you I got dat Jump in the hooptie, countin up my deep ? on my vest in case wanna shoot me Niggaz blazin at my ride, but I give a fuck I retaliate, with the bullshit two-five It's right, that I represent Sip on the E&J, straight fuck around and get mega Me and my crew, for days Burn up the stage a motherfuckin heat wave Learn to maintain, less stress on the Niggaz try to front, but they know my motherfuckin Straight from the Bridge, yeah, you my style kid I have you shook like a twenty-five to bid
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[Big Blowin niggaz out the frame, yes part of the game If your style ain't fit, you need to the script and get on it, you think it's all about that bullshit But shit get real, a mac and two clips Niggaz a hoodie, hmm, somethin's up Thought you a scream, and next I heard a buck Bow, I down, one knee on the ground I out the glock and Twin pull out the four pound Shit is sprayin rocks on the block If you wanna carry G's you got to carry a and go all out, get down for your crown, don't around tried to front, believe me get beat down and around get popped with the glock in a sec while man got the tec to his fuckin neck You know my kid, you know I'm wild kid Don't try to front that me flip and catch a damn bid from the 'Bridge, you know how it is My is Big Noyd, stomp em out kid
Deep chorus while Big Noyd speaks] KnowhatI'msayin? Big Noyd in the motherfuckin Representin the Queensbridge housin My man Big Twin, knahmsayin, Vic ?? that Keep it goin keep it keep it goin Keep it goin it goin keep it goin Keep it goin keep it goin it goin Keep it flowin it out Shout out to my Goodfella We got my man ?, G ??, knahmsayin? Stomp em out, em out, stomp em out