Y'know? General, general, out Yeah, aiyyo man, you fuckers (You better watch your mouth)
It's just with 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 watch motherfuckin' mouth)
Aiyyo, it's just rules with beats, you clown can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East over the block, you can't fuck with the block (You better your motherfuckin' mouth)
Aiyyo, I stay funky and piley, blue They lookin' for me, what the you behind me for? Stressin' everythin' I breathe on, I'm the boulevard niggaz get jacked and peed on
Whatever homey, we more I might sneak you in the crib, see my and glasses Try to get my up on, yo and when you see me You know I got my up arm on
Cartier called me up, here We got your seed in the back of the starvin' We like lion killers, catch me on with the gauge In my right hand, grenade and this bomber
I scout money, you know we and talk funny Coughin' out rappers, don't never walk up on me I write with only insane (You better your motherfuckin' mouth) My troops gave me money to with them, fuck it
My gun was a .32, back before uh Graduated to the .38, a nine I prefer the fo' five, stay held the crack gank in '88
8 oz. straight from Florida, the temp Camouflage vest, the set Wu on the east wing, twenty-ten, bad We up at Spain that thing, thing, my crew strong We no search for your party Dunn, you know how I run
places, cover faces, beat cases A big mouth will get your teeth knocked the out a nunchuk, take money, stay ninja (You watch your motherfuckin' mouth) I injure, any contender
Hey bitch, your time's up, go finish them up All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up Niggaz know where to us, settin' the grind up Police checkin' them up, my rims are shined up
Wu, we on the up, crops supplied up Plottin' niggaz demise up, boxed in Scratch we got 'em sized up and the East is in the house (You better watch your mouth) You, you, you, you, you
It's just rules beats, you clown niggaz can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the 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, we drillin' 'em We like George Foreman out in the streets, we 'em
In the van, .45's and dilly's, to slam it House arrest box is goin' off, Tony got Gotta bath tub of white, lay in it like Sam Montana (You better watch your mouth) 'em out, to blow out, chop 'em like fans
This is hard, loungin' in your black car Camouflage rat guard on 'Stomp the I N S spit monster bars, long regards My click dons bitch, y'all are
I get it in Tim off the glass my name, I'm like the prez, sendin' men off to blast What I spit, make 'em spend all their I'm so Wu, so new that I ain't off the tags (You better watch your mouth)
Put my Clan in da front, 'em 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't invite 'em No beef, less talk and action We parole as a whole, we'll send you in fractions
Break through fanatic, low deep in attics The pulled out a .45, looped with static I scrolled through the menu then rolled to the (You better watch your mouth) The code is armor all, put a hole up in him