Intro:   Oh oh (oh) pass that spliff bwoy.      Starange wondah:   Yes yeas y'all o.c.c. be double o be the best y'all   E-swift be always representing for the west y'all   Let me feel up shortie with wide breast y'all   It ain't no test y'all. come on, break it down take it there   We take it there, we about to take it up.      Top dawg:   I'm pulling the evidence form all y'all fakin' ass residents   Who claim that y'all community clam and come from heaven send   You best to get out of my face with all that yappin'   I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen   I'm askin' you to gwan head with the boot   The y'all weeds good but the green weed no good      Starange:   Mad niggas wanted so I'm glad y'all could make it   Starange freakin' with the flow even with my hair braided   Yo I hate it, when fake mc's make believe   To be the bomb on the mic and get over with mad g   Now fab 5 is like a household name   On thee attack that was lead by starange   You know me chillin' with number 2 and the o.g.   Hoes be on me like that glow on obe won konobi   Can't you see that wehn the storms on the shelf   We totally crush lp's (we don't need no one else)   So ask who can you rn to bus you won't escape   From no one starange the shogun you hate      (caboy boy caboy boy) o.g.c. we build or destroy   Come again (caboy boy caboy boy) o.g.c. we either build or destroy      Louieville:   Do he dare think he will survive   Goin' against ville stluggah number 2 from fab 5   Originoo gunn clappa yeah batter originoo gunn stasher   Tory if you didn't know end of story   Part like land make way cause here come louie   Quiet riot gets rid of the fools quickly   See it's thee, 3 dimensional beams guns apon ya   Storm watch watch clock if not yous a gonner   I'd ratehr be meeting niggas in time and square   Cause what is rare and gettin' extinct is niggas with shit to share   I see his face I see his feet   I see the gun and bwoy you are gon dead   With 2 beer gun shots to him head   Leave the war behind you painted tin red   Thee o.g. with smoke spliff to him dead   It's your choice you best not forget it   You better listen to the words I just said   Cause me serious armaggedion afight   And we be prepared and aware and on sight for the enemy   (where you gonna run to? )   Too much flappin' pon streets need green   Take it back to beat down a dope fiend      Starange:   Son I know what you mean cause shorties sill say that   I know that ain't jack high off 8 black      Louieville:   Tough guy they lie they see moms in the precinct      Starange:   Sayin' where could he be cause I haven't seen him recent   -ly, the mc from o.g.c. mr. period s-t-r-a-n-to the g   Got y'all niggas scarred y'all ain't prepared   For the business what's this?       Louieville:   Dismiss these niggas with the quickness      Starange:   Get your shortie wop cause I heard she had the thickness      Louieville:   Shifted trapped a flapper like john   Crossing g.c.'s you fools are dead wrong   So long boy voyage ghost be gone   Those ? can't hand you up apon this channel      Hook