Hey, yo, the streets love me, man an' I love the streets   So I know ya ain't think I was comin' with some fruitcake shit   Ya know me better than that      Ayo, I shoulda been out, I'm deadly when I pull the pin out   Keep frontin', I'ma try yo' chin out, I knocked a lot of men out   I left 'em on the floor spittin' phlegm out   It's either that or I'ma squeeze the gat an' pop ten out      You see codione, ice spinnin', jigged out, white linen   An' if a bitch don't like me, she must like women   Every time I come around, you see your wife grinnin'   Don't be mad 'coz yo' career's in the ninth innin'      It's over now, nigga, leave the game   I'm from the danger zone where emcees get slain   We're thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flame   We're niggaz, be takin' drugs just to ease the pain      Hustlers flip Cokey, '48 Hours' like Nick Nolte   When I was O.T., your bitch rode me   First day home I dived in it, left her thighs dented   Now that bitch be pagin' me every five minutes      Emcees, I squash an' disgrace, it's all about the Benjis   So why your bills got Washington's face?   A lot of cats be frontin', made singles wit a fifty on top   L tryin' to have the city on lock      Peace to Biggie an' Pac 'coz they really were hot   Rap game, heavy hitters, it's a shame they no longer wit us   Niggaz wanna be L, ladies wanna see L   If I go to jail, you'll wear a shirt sayin', "Free L"      What? Word up, man, them niggaz is hungry   They ready to bite a nigga arm off      All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?   See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us   Only ghetto niggaz shine, who gon' rise wit us?   An' the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up      All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?   See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us   Only ghetto niggaz shine, who gon' rise wit us?   An' the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up      Ayo, I hear a lot of bitch in your talk   See a lot of switch in your walk   Only thugs get rich in New York, time is runnin' out   Niggaz like, "L, when you comin' out?"   Because they sick of all this drag queen shit      Your wife's missin', I'm the nigga she was last seen wit   Me an' Ron hit it up on some tag team shit   A buncha niggaz got smoked for the cash   Used to ride Greyhounds wit dime holes   An' stuff the Coke in they ass      Crazy beef's got provoked in the past, lot of wigs got split   A lot of innocent kids got hit   Harlem World be the place of my birth, believe me, son   We breed the smoothest niggaz on the face of the Earth      Mics, I steadily smoke, rhymes, cleverly wrote   As long as I can rock a crowd, I'ma never be broke   Some hoes treated me like a bum nerve, when I was unheard   Now I'm icey, I ain't gotta say one word, you dumb bird      I push whips while you walk all day   An' I hate when strange niggaz wanna talk all day   Clown ass, shit, hate to be around that shit   You don't know me, just say   ?Wassup? Gimme a pound?, that's it      When I was at the steak house, pullin' cake out   You was at some cheap Chinese shit   Gettin' take out, how you make out?   You took the fake route, you oughta break out   You couldn't get a bitch before you put your tape out      What? Fuckin' punks   Niggaz like you will get robbed everyday      All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?   See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us   Only ghetto niggaz shine, who gon' rise wit us?   An' the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up      All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?   See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us   Only ghetto niggaz shine, who gon' rise wit us?   An' the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up      Yeah, Flamboyant Entertainment   Big L, Rondell, C Town, NFL, you know how we do   One time, can't forget my partner, Big brother, Big Lee   Holdin' it down, The Overseer, Flamboyant