Oh (I dont' know what they thought)   Hangmen 3   Runnin off topic      [Chorus]   Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis   Put ya glass down and grab a chick   Don't even think you can hang with this   Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this      Blunts, bitches, clips, guns   Bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]      [Benzino]   Come to think about it we ain't ordinary men   You think you immortal, my dogs ain't sleepin   Run through ya crib at 6 in the evenin   10 o'clock news, front page section   Count all the votes, Benzino's been elected   Most dangerous, most violent   My killers always move in silence   Put 'dro in a blunt, twist it up   Put fo' in ya gut, twist you up   You ain't heard, not guilty's the verdict   I paint a clear picture, you spit with no vision   I spit viscious, we all in position   Check a nigga history, you better ask around   Rap's greatest mystery   This is for my real dog niggas, incarcerated tears   Niggas all in tears, throw it up      [Chorus]   Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis   Put ya glass down and grab a chick   Don't even think you can hang with this   Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this      Blunts, bitches, clips, guns   Bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]      [Benzino]   Sky's the limit, long as my heart pump I'll be in it   'Til I overcome, finally win it   Used to hit the street hard   Hustle like time was endin, and I'm not pretendin   I choose my own destiny   And can't nobody get the best of me   And half y'all niggas can't get next to me   Y'all ain't strong enough to question me   Cuz ain't no tellin when it's time to go to war   Specially when niggas don't bang no more   Fake-ass rappers should cut and take ten   You act like you can't get laid in coffin   You act like niggas get play from Boston   Never underestimate it too often   Smoke hash just to ease the pain   And keep stayin focused on gettin payed   Still searchin in my soul for the answers   Askin God why I'm gettin these chances   Home Boston, we harm if we hungry   Fight if we starvin, I'll die for this money      [Chorus 2x]   Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis   Put ya glass down and grab a chick   Don't even think you can hang with this   Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this      Blunts, bitches, clips, guns   Bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]