what the fuck yo? fuck yo?
is it real? really?. teach y'all niggaz how to rap yo
show y'all niggaz how to expose a sound
fuckin dickblower. yo at ease! back where you supposed to be
p put it back where it's supposed to be
trash rap niggaz can't fuck with the. exulted
affluent life style i kick
calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit
don't be alarmed when the guns bang
it's only natural for my dunns to hurt some-thang
you might learn some-thang
we givin out back braces and arm slings
my niggaz fresh out the pen
you could catch me in the clique
'fore you get knocked out the way
everyday it's like a title fight take place
aiyyo nas - fuck that nigga just say?
tell manny p. to pass me the shank
i think it's time to take 'em to the hood
i like it when it get that way
and everybody on the block pump junk
where niggaz stand out all night
q.b. we like to blow faces
and pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
cause y'all cats straight doo-doo
niggaz ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes
do you speak the same language?
my shit spit like a retard
i drool for the day me and you could face-off
when my clique step in the room
and celebrate good fortune
this is for my dunns who rest in coffins
and everybody on the block pump junk
where niggaz stand out all night
q.b. we like to blow faces
and pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
yo what the deally p? iraq
can buy out q.b. and you know we smash the industry
i always been a foul hood boy
yo as a youth i had ring-worms
throwin dirt at ya clique
cause me an aknel nigga ain't packed no bags
muh'fucker yo the game don't stops
out thuggin yo we had chicken-pox