Blackout    Jay! Fuck that    This is it right here baby!    You know what it is       [Jadakiss]    Yo, I used to have bad luck    Now you might see me in a Jag truck    Mad stuck either with a dime or a bad duck    Double R T with the matchin bandana    38-snub blue steel with no hammer    And I see all ya niggaz tryin to glance at the Kiss    Cuz I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist    Phonin your women, drunk off Corona's and lemon    And you know I'm still right in the main    Light in the green    I need to bug it even though I look right in the beam    Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails    Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales    We put our pies on the table when our eyes on a label    Cuz them rednecks up in the mountains will try to slay you    Call me raspy tell you what I want you to know    Fuck what you ask me you probably don't want me to blow    I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to stick    Usually a good nigga even though I'm able to flip    You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, 100 for The L.O.X    And if we coo', then I write a hook for a drop    Whatever's in the bank is my bet    A zebu's my pet    And get in the bed and with the legs then that       [Sheek]    Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like swamps and    New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson    I put fear in y'all heads    Sheek looks type a nigga that gasoline yall beds    And that's warning    If you all alive in the morning, that's fine    Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine    I want PC, see me tuck in your chains    I got niggaz my pops say that lifestyle ain't changed    It's like wake up move a brick half-of-a-slow    Make car money check with Sheek go fuck with a hoe    I rock a waste slim mink do-rag under my fittish    And I don't need rework waves, Timbs be halfway new    That Sheek in the dresser club cuz I don't fuck with shoes    And from a nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told    I put 30 in your head, all in the same hole    Cuz we all got the same goal and you tryin to tamper with mine    Don't make me mothafuckin leave you with some shit in your spine    Fuck with me, you be a was nigga    Nigga was dope    Nigga was gettin money before I extorted your coke    What, you crazy?       [Styles]    Aiyyo, catch me with a 38, box and shells    In a 98 Lincoln eatin pasta shells    Order to go, always got a box of L's    Blow, stay on the low    Get a Henney and swig    I Penuro so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig    I pop shit cuz I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.    Y'all niggaz is shunned out, let me speak to your father    Cuz I like to play chess and I swing the revolver    If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered    I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin legit    You hold your nine if you holdin a brick    Common sense, that drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent    L.O.X. get respect like Sunny from Bronx Tale    Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel    Thirsty to live all y'all niggaz eager to die    I tell all my niggaz ride    You won't leave with a dime, motherfuckers       [Jay-Z]    Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster    Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers    Ghetto nigga puttin up Will Smith numbers    Surrounded by 6's and Hummers    Bitches among us    Try not to let this bullshit become us    This started from hunger, tell it all when they sane    Now bitches notice the chains now that I've hit my number    The chickens I twisted see the digits unlisted    The beeper done change    You dead bitch, the Reaper done came    I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name    Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain    I keep creepin, streets keep watchin I keep poppin    Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin    Jay flow pesos chase hoes NOT    I just circle around the block in a drop    Tell them to jump through the top    Where the sun roof used to be    I could see y'all not used to me    Nigga flows like none other    I'm the meanest, toughest Don Dutta, the gun butcha    You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya    I'm the type that get excited when the gun touch ya    Motherfuckers       [DMX]    I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place gun in my waste    Niggaz wanted to taste but wouldn't come to my face    So what that mean you cats is playin games again    So what I do start namin names again (what!)    All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart(uh!)    Play like you dunno and L.O.X. is gonna bark    We can take it there but to make it fair, get some mo niggaz    Styles, Sheek, Jay we comin with like 4 niggaz (aight!)    Y'all niggaz besta stop playin    It'd be the ones you forgotten about    That'll get you shot in your mouth    *ARF! ARF!* Got my dogs covered    Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered    It's dark and I LOVE IT! get him, boy let him loose    You want it with the dogg, let the gun, let him shoot