Y'know? General, general, out Yeah, aiyyo man, you poppin' (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth)
It's just rules with beats, you niggaz can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the over the block, from the gate now (You better watch your mouth)
Aiyyo, just rules with beats, you clown niggaz can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East Takin' over the block, you can't fuck with the (You watch your motherfuckin' mouth)
Aiyyo, I stay and piley, blue Excelero They lookin' for me, the fuck 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 lasers and Try to get my come up on, yo and you see me You know I got my up arm on
Cartier called me up, here We got your in the back of the Beemer starvin' We like lion killers, catch me on stage with the In my right hand, grenade and this bomber
I scout money, you know we hungry and funny Coughin' out corner rappers, don't walk up on me I write only insane Malkovich (You watch your motherfuckin' mouth) My troops gave me money to with them, fuck it
My first gun was a .32, back uh Graduated to the .38, maybe a I prefer the fo' five, alive Techs the crack gank in '88
8 oz. straight Florida, the best temp Camouflage vest, the set Wu on the east wing, twenty-ten, bad We up at Spain with thing, thing, my crew strong We take no search for your party Dunn, you how I run
Spray places, cover faces, beat A big mouth will get your teeth knocked the out a nunchuk, take money, stay ninja (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth) I injure, any contender
Hey bitch, time's up, go finish them rhymes up All my soldiers is up, my corners is crimed up know where to find us, settin' the grind up Police checkin' them up, my rims are shined up
Wu, we on the rise up, supplied up Plottin' niggaz demise up, boxed in Scratch we got 'em sized up and when the is in the house (You watch your motherfuckin' mouth) You, you, you, you, you
It's just rules with beats, you clown can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the Takin' over the block, from the now (You better your motherfuckin' mouth)
On the side of the projects, skully, bubble 'Lo goose Mac 11 in front of the belly Prestigious moves, we 'em, hoes we drillin' 'em We George Foreman out in the streets, we grillin' 'em
In the van, .45's and dilly's, ready to it arrest box is goin' off, Tony got grams Gotta bath tub of white, lay in it like Sam Montana (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth) Tune 'em out, to blow out, chop 'em fans
This is boulevard hard, loungin' in black car Camouflage rat guard on the Yard' I N S spit monster bars, flip regards My click bitch, y'all are frauds
I get it in like Tim off the 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 ripped off the (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth)
Put my in da front, reunite 'em Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't 'em No beef, less talk and more We parole as a whole, we'll send you back in
Break through fanatic, low deep in attics The Abbott pulled out a .45, looped with I scrolled through the menu then rolled to the (You better watch motherfuckin' mouth) The code is armor all, put a hole up in him