in your stereo Put em up, shut em down Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound Hardcore chemical, gangster material Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
to all my jail niggaz who fell From New York to L.A., Q.B. to C.P.T. for G.P. A hundred G cars, Garcia Vegas cigars Kani shit, mad jiggy The clout, murder
but not in the leaders [Organized Konfusion] Hip-Hop pumps inside of Jeeps and cars It's daytime but we still peep stars Parties every night, we gotta move
Close the crackhouse, no hesitation, you fool [Wise Intelligent] PRP P-osse we can walk this, gee Come see the teacher get fresh - COME! Move a little
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move
out Now turn up your radio, EQ the stereo I'm glad that y'all could make it to rock with the Maad Circle And this is a preview, somethin to move to Listen