Thank you ladies and gentlemen   Hold your applause, yeah, holla   It's bout to go down, shut 'em down   Just Blaze, Freeway, Young Chris, Young Guru   The Roc is definitely building, yeah uh, holla      Yeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpin'   And beats stop knockin' then Free still fuckin' with Beans   R U to the G-S, maneuver the ve   Throughout the U.S. with two teks of keys      One start up your whip and the other start up your block   Retarded just like a Carter El Nino come take a sniff   Or take a few of you like the glass zit   Or stick shit in your artery      Hustlin's a part of me, niggas retardin' me   Come at the team wrong it's like a see-saw   They down and we up, the pound heat clowns up   I'm moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gon'      Hustlers and cocks like a school bus   It make stops and it picks kids up   And they wake up the block really early in the mornin'   Word, niggas want drama? Then line 'em up      Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down      Listen, if the coke stop jumpin' and the block stop poppin'   Then Free still fuckin' with Schi M to the is-ash   Come down with the gat and take your sti-ash and kidnap your keeps      One puff in my face and the other go in your face   Retarded? This is a stick up if you slow then pick up the pace   I came to take everything out your safe      And even snatch all your jewelry   Robbins a part of me, you just oughta be   Singin' the same song when money low   Ain't no parameters, snatch chains even honeys know   Amateurs get state green's and hit with 24 months      From playin' the game long, the eight long   Make pockets short snatch hair and bones weight   They been taking from us for too long it ain't wrong   Line 'em up and I jam 'em all yo      Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down      They want a war with the Roc? Okay   Cases catch 'em and beat 'em like O.J.   I been stretchin' my d's since the O'Jays   Before I met Beans and Free, before Jay      Homie, Pops never was there   So I hustled 24 7 like the cops never was there   Yeah, fuck a box 'cause the metal was there   Fuck the cops 'cause the Fed's was paid      I been settled for years, I'm ahead of my years   Tuck the glock come pedal with K's we can settle it here   We run with this beef, we runnin' his peeps   Like five in the mornin' while they under them sheets      Like five gats drawn, soldiers come out they sleep   Tell me what they gon' tell me when the gun out they reach   Homie, we ain't gotta cheat, y'all ain't stopping Sig   Young Gunner startin' P. Guard from State Property      Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down   Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down