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