Niggas know (x3)      Psycho Les:   To fiends my product be their drug   when they see me they give me a pound and a bear hug   Solute and bud, never sober   nigga Ju scooped me up (in what?) in the black Nova   When we link up, we throw shots, drink up   we conversate in the background bangin'   Is a funky break, with my arm hangin'   middle finer to State Troop and leave them behind me   Going 90 down the express way, fuck Carlito   gonna do it the Big Ju and Les way   Beatnuts, got a plan that's brilliant   gonna blow up the safe that holds up our building      JuJu:   Yo here's the keys son, money and power they sanonymous   So I'm a take mine and form a fortune that be bottomless   Yo never shot a miss, to lose is our the question   Your life could be taken as quick as a suggestion   Killing is deep, well lavishly orchestrated, I hate it   Stated, that I'm never be forgotten   And you still couldn't find an MC that's more rotten      Hook:   Strategicly we maintain in all reality   Live with the guns to cover all the technicalitites   And crush the falises taht frontin' is legit cause   (real niggas don't talk shit) (X2)      Psycho Les:   Yo dun, there's money to swipe, the juice come thicker   Then Sunny Delight, and my leather black seat reclines   so I can spin around; Pull down the blinds, crack open the wines   my click holds serious faces   And only crack smiles when I pull the briefcases   Out the closet, in the middle of the process, even if I know you   You get shot for spreading gossip   To niggas I don't associate with, if I don't blast your head off   I'll simply break it   Aluminum batted, melon splattered, so unique   now who the FUCK wanna critique      JuJu:   Yeah it's lovely, yeah man it's lovely indeed (it is lovely)   Bubbly off the Heiny and weed, you can't live   You be lucky if I let you breath   If it ain't about profit nigga I can't see   try not to blow my high with conversation   Conflict my lead to many assassinations   Blunted in a black Sudan with two Hatians (watching)   While the D's hemmed up these Jamacains, thinkin'   How we gonna carry your ass, and where the FUCK niggas   gonna bury your ass; See it's over   I could never let that go, say who gotta let niggas know?   Bitch nigga      Hook (x2)