Y'know? General, general, out Yeah, aiyyo man, you poppin' (You better watch your mouth)
It's just rules beats, you clown niggaz can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the Takin' the block, from the gate now (You better your motherfuckin' mouth)
Aiyyo, it's just rules with beats, you clown can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the Takin' the block, you can't fuck with the block (You better your motherfuckin' mouth)
Aiyyo, I funky and piley, blue Excelero They lookin' for me, the fuck you behind me for? Stressin' I breathe on, I'm from the boulevard Where niggaz get jacked and on
Whatever homey, we more I sneak you in the crib, see my lasers and glasses Try to get my up on, yo and when you see me You I got my come up arm on
Cartier me up, robbery here We got your seed in the back of the starvin' We lion killers, catch me on stage with the gauge In my right hand, grenade and leather bomber
I scout money, you know we and talk funny Coughin' out corner rappers, don't walk up on me I write with only insane (You better your motherfuckin' mouth) My troops gave me money to clown them, fuck it
My first gun was a .32, back uh Graduated to the .38, maybe a I prefer the fo' five, stay Techs the crack gank in '88
8 oz. straight from Florida, the temp Camouflage vest, the set Wu on the wing, twenty-ten, sexy bad We up at Spain with that thing, thing, my crew We take no search for party Dunn, you know how I run
places, cover faces, beat cases A big will get your teeth knocked the fuck out Keep a nunchuk, take money, stay (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth) I injure, any contender
Hey bitch, your time's up, go them rhymes up All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up Niggaz know where to find us, settin' the up Police checkin' them up, my rims are shined up
Wu, we on the rise up, supplied up niggaz demise up, boxed in conduct Scratch we got 'em sized up and when the is in the house (You better your motherfuckin' mouth) You, you, you, you, you
It's just rules with beats, you clown niggaz can't the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East Takin' over the block, the gate now (You watch your motherfuckin' mouth)
On the side of the projects, gray skully, 'Lo goose Mac 11 in front of the belly Prestigious moves, we killin' 'em, hoes we 'em We like Foreman out in the streets, we grillin' 'em
In the van, .45's and dilly's, ready to it House arrest box is goin' off, Tony got Gotta bath tub of white, lay in it like Sam Montana (You better your motherfuckin' mouth) Tune 'em out, to blow out, chop 'em like
This is hard, loungin' in your black car Camouflage rat on 'Stomp the Yard' I N S spit bars, flip long regards My dons bitch, y'all are frauds
I get it in like Tim off the Slammin' my name, I'm like the prez, men off to blast What I spit, make 'em spend all cash I'm so Wu, so new that I ain't off the tags (You watch your motherfuckin' mouth)
Put my in da front, reunite 'em 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't invite 'em No beef, less and more action We parole as a whole, send you back in fractions
Break through fanatic, low deep in attics The Abbott pulled out a .45, with static I through the menu then rolled to the venue (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth) The dress code is armor all, put a up in him