[intro: havoc, (prodigy)]
Yeah... yeah... yeah (let it go... let it go)
Yo, thats right (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (thats right)
Oh, yeah (check it out, tell em, dunn)
Oh...
[chorus x2: havoc]
Yall niggaz cant fuck wit the niggaz I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Really dont wanna fuck wit niggaz I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Yall niggaz minor league in my eyes for real
Yall niggaz wanna pop shit? see me when ya get a record deal
[havoc]
Yo, if I sat at wrote a verse for all the niggaz I hated
Most definately, if not you, kill somebody belated
Sound foul with a subject, dunn, no women or kids
Dump you up under a bridge in a cardboard box
Im like nothin to do wit it, believe it or not
Im washin my hands to get bent with henney or rock
Up in the rep bangin my chest off, pealin my socks
Niggaz do it to death, I sleep with my 6 cocked
Like henney rock, one sip, ya love it a lot
While you sleepin, Im creapin wit the intricate plot
Cuz picture me up in the morgue, way before my time
Picture you tryin to get my while Im still tryin to get mines
Asshole, have ya brain lookin like castro
Dunn, I heard you wanted me (be careful what you ask for)
Bitch, if I buck you, damn short snitched
The nigga just mad cuz he cant cop crisp
[chorus x2]
[raekwon]
I observe the dread, winter time, big shot in my leg
Blood barrels, a big thick benneton keg
Razor glass full, salute all teflon, shoot wit the left arm
We sleepin wit nukes, the blood is shed warm
High-voltage guns, nuns wit jums in the gums
Razors, lazers, bulletproof blazers
Yo, remind what the team chanted
They bought the jewel from a don wit a king-sized hat on, slanted
Kangol wit bentol, ya mental, mid-war
Spill hen in the store, thats for the own
Blaze wit a bent 4, yo these laws is yours
When we pour gasoline all in ya pours and draws
So decievin, flow speed change, lay him down, empty breathin
Instead of these leaks, we leave the weak weapin
Operation: apparatus, spray shots through ya grey stratus
Straight up status for maggots
[chorus x2]
[prodigy]
Soldier boys stay on ya toes, be on ya ps and qs
Keep ya eyes bright comin out ya buildin, duke
You might bump into a bullet or stumble on ya death
Niggaz slumber, I put em in a deep coma
I keep guns cuz its like that, you figure it out
I got an arson for niggaz tryin to figure me out
You aint a killa, you just talk more, runnin ya mouth
The type of nigga, well stomp out and bloody down
Look, we a mobb for real, dont let the lps twist it
Cut me a cheque cuz I dont talk business
Drop anthems worth millions and spend millions
Take trips with my niggaz to the keys on the weekends
Serious jewels, pissy off the fruits
Dunn, we move like the marines, move when we come through
Seduce bitches dizzy, half they friends and they moms wanna hit me
Yall know my stiggity
[chorus x2]
[outro: havoc]
Yeah, yeah...
