Yessir, this what I wanna hear my nigga, yeah, yeah, You don't even know the official word up in the town You Ha ha ha Get swing, yessir, get it in, man the official shit, kid, hmm Word up, we take it back to the big park an' shit Yeah, when niggaz was rhymin' hard and crazy and vivid, yo I'm a rabbi, fresh new mag and I'm mad high Stolen Jag, I brag fly, yeah Yo a project thug, gangster, starvin' links The huge Jews want the crib when the God I'm deadly, will dog you while I'm in the Forbes 500 niggaz who raw live Yo B, the Shallah, he low key But he O.G., half of his gone or in hidin' Federados'll sneak, police, holdin' my old the young policeman died 58 of glass, the Aston Blueberry black where I keep my ices and at One of the force rawest, yo, we're British Who get money dice in his fortress Mock and stragglers, eight ball jackets the hagglers Of the rap game, up surprise I want that spot, coolin' with the super team All you other is twats Niggaz be for the murder game Run in the church, the rifle, put one in a nigga frame I'm thirsty, like a Somalian with them niggaz with the waves in they dome like tsunami All we do is get fresh and ma Probably yo' baby ma gave me head in Barney's I calmly And I got in armies While we rock mean clothes and don divas Yeah, back, some call him Louis Smith Slash Lex Diamond and his chick crack We rep bananas, beat this, legend of Stan 700 dollar jeans, keepin' man distance son, gimme your ear, son Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, get the away from the ropes, man Doom, the signal again approaches What matter of creatures are There they are again, A from inside the house, forces a change of plans A straightforward entry, has turned into appears to be A standoff Department, come to the front door Anything you say, As the beat continues