[PRODIGY AND HAVOC TALKING] That the Way thun... ...My man...Gotta keep your mouth tight ... [PRODIGY] Hey yo its hell on earth down here the pavement
m lookin' like Jones Besides I put money on your skull and bones And keep it low, watch what you say up on those fuckin' phones Touch down and getcha ass
try to fuck wit M.O.P. and Styles This is for the hood and niggas that's wild If you 'bout to die or you blowin' the trial We're gangsta ass niggas that
at up in this bitch?! Lets Go You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D
the light bill or light up them candles Regular White Owl Cigarillo no flavors Break that bitch down and peel of the first layer Smooth Like a baby's ass
the light bill or light up them candles Regular white al Cigarello no flavors Break that bitch down and peel of the first layer Smooth Like a baby's ass
thats really down cause I know she?s been around I feel like something wrong, but everything?s right Hand quotes in the air read left right I ain?t trying to bitch
be knowin' alias Hussein, anybody look to strange I'm blowin' I got these thugs, and hotties knowin' haulin' ass, wit Daz, and money bags, and the ass
man want his change in a cup Yessir, I'm in the Mix-a-Lot Bitches put em on the glass while I'm puttin stickers on they ass I rule everything around
like me, baby Lean wit' me, rock wit' me from side to side Snap yo' fingers, do it, do it, do it Oh no, check this out right here D4L put it down bitch
, that-that-that I can't perform right In a U.S. club, down the lot p-p-pourin' right Jamaica born, I don't mean to toot your horn right But ya ass super
than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow It be goin' down, diggy diggy down diggy down down
rule is so underrated Actin' as if it can't happen, you're frontin' Ain't no other kings in this rap thing Biggie, a motherfuckin' rap phenomenon This rule
Construction Timbs to Ac's with rims, Flippin' mix tapes to bitches feedin' me grapes, Peep my mind state, Big Poppa' flow is lethal, That weed make my ass
do some shit that you can't even do at all boy platinum tooth boy make it two boy come to the crib you can bowl, swim, or hoop boy big rule boy what
the U-town 14 pimp of the year like dru down same crew now Too damn quiet to too loud hos be pretendin' we say They too proud "If I ruled the world" I
celing wood with wheel on With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit Top down
gon' bust that ass Get home, she ain't there, bitch musta mashed And she caught you for furs and your jewels and cash Shoulda known it, me, I could never condone it Bum bitch