goes to amateurs and pros alike We're the MC's that cold be doggin the mic You may be good but there's no one better We rock you so cold, you need a
, pimpin' we be poppin' tags And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught And we gon' stay showin' off that jewelry that we bought And we
'm pulling the iron out We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois In pasta, look, you wanna be a
I make it hot, till you're jellin' what PD got Since PD rock, see me not So many bricks I build a tenement We'll do the freaky thing, baby girl If you
, Roc-wears, bandannas and white tees Me without a gun dawg, unlikely You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat' Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you
as I survive, coppin' the five Circle the block where the beef's at And park in front of my enemy's eyes They see that it's war we life stealers Hollow
you gonna learn sucker, you just can't fuck with Twisted Br-Br-Brown Brown, Trucker I'm an, American Bad Ass, watch me kick You can roll with rock or you
? Yo, it's the squeeze of five fingers Puffin' Smokey the bear Shinin' black like Darth Vader caps They on stare While we rockin' it, I'll rock in it (Rock
you The mink rockin' Benz coppin' keep the bottles poppin' This time around either your in or your out This time around you better watch your mouth This time around you
roof And got nerve to mouth about it and the weight you claim you movin' Your whole style is loose and we gon' sew it like it's cotton You fail to recognize
t even consider them In the new millenium we killin them Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin them We
See, pop, pop let 'em drop Mo' Thug, them niggas is nothing but killas We creeping, we needing mo' money We sick and we cold and we hungry (Huh) I'm
and crews Good fellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes Who's the killa, me or you? We forgive you For you know not what you do Seven A.M., woke in the mornin
I'm callin' guts every time, drag my nuts every time Homey, we make a great combination don't we? Me and the Face Mob, every time we face-off Face it
grass, you gotta watch where you move Son, shots get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son Stick and move, you hear me? And that's the way we rock
it broke and drove the boat To the rocks about ten miles from shore As we fought the tide we hoped inside To see our homes once more Then we struck a rock
'm excited Just like I won the lotto. Come and dance to my single, After that we gone mingle. Sweep you off you feet, And play you beats to recite my
the gang rock til my feet get sizzz-ore Sizzz-ore All black hooded up, nigga we can get it up ya, you can set it up cuz we will neva let it up and Ia