See Quick, I told you man, once we get a beat man   Shit like this right here   I got my nigga Black for me, uh   I got my nigga R.O.C. for me, uh      And y'all know who the fuck I be   And for a long time, I think niggaz been taking so so Def for a joke   But I guess that's why we rich   And y'all niggaz broke      Y'all got one chance to flow, I let y'all know   While y'all stretch your mouth, I stretch my dough   Also stretch the doors on my Navigators   Long as the Olajuwon      Rock mine, a Phenomenon Mr. Smith style   You wanna get, uh, oh, here he is now   Dot to the O caughted, blow your shit down   Dot to the C, you're feelin' me now?      Anyhow y'all niggaz can't measure up   I'm here to get my cheddar and who ever mess it up?   Then I'mma blow these rounds out, wet 'em up   For my dawgs like DMX who pound like Kurupt      And Snoopy in the club getting at the groupies   Stash the uzi tonight, flash the jewelry   And just post up we can't be touched   All my niggaz say, "What we don't give a fuck?      B-boy style, hot like tical   Four, five cal, check into the profile of a killa   Sonny Black my mellow, my ace playa get on the   Microphone and rock it please      I'm make y'all niggaz feel the heat homie   None of y'all motherfuckers know me   Three times a niggaz like T.O.N.Y.   All up in your spot like Navy Seals, wave your steel      Lay your shit down, clown, I'm for real   Spittin' Crips for chips, plant bombs in your whip   I bring the pain to the game on the real tip what?   Hittin' niggaz just like JFK      For the pounds and the bricks and yay, hear what I say?   Squeezing off, just to mash and releasing off   Y'all motherfuckers shouldn't be so soft   Oh, you too type thug niggaz, you'll be so called      Frump niggaz, yo, I got no love, niggaz   Expect the worse, yo, check it, can make you see the hearse   Tell mama I'm about to break the button for the nurse   Niggaz don't want it but they think they do   And soldiers should never fuck with me and my crew, who?      You know I'm gonna make them dance when I step in the club   Well, I know another way to make 'em put their hands up   I drop the beat on, I cock the heat on   I got this party niggaz, we lock the street corners      You know I'm gonna make them dance when I step in the club   Well, I know another way to make 'em put their hands up   I drop the beat on, I cock the heat on   I got this party niggaz, we lock the street corners      Well it come again, the Timbaland lacer   You trembling in the faces, Detroit hates us   Take us, come smooth the hard shit, rock jewelry   Like Mr. Antarctic      Watch an artist, move regardless of the chartless   Cock your automatic   So the safest thing for you to do is shut the fuck up   Let my crew do this, uh, like this niggaz from the bricks and uh      You don't want NWK to get to ya   So you heard we make believers out of dreamers   Now we make murder cases out of sleepers   S to the motherfuckers, O to the S to the y'all damned   O to the D to the E F uck you 'cause we buck you   Y'all niggaz can't touch us      Assume my position 'cause papermaking's a must   Straight mangle motherfuckers when it's time to bust   Lace flows with angel dust, all up in your spot   We got no things with us, kind of dangerous      Don't fuck around and get caught in a verbal onslaught   'Cause I'm label your bills and my man Too $hort , oh, Lord   Getting down one more time   For making motherfuckers, who out on the run      I gotta get mine daily, can't let these motherfuckers fade me   That's just the way my mama made me   Top size rider from the get go, known to spit flows   And keep them niggaz on their tiptoes      I goes to the extremity blind with weed and Hennessey   I know you niggaz don't remember me   Got the flow poetic and I stay diamond setted   Running over tracks like I'm Libyan, here's the past      Labeled a pussy, cash see her bounce   Shaking, moving, waiting, sipping the ounce   What's up with that? None of y'all niggaz can fuck with Black   Motherfucker where's your focus at?   JD, my mellow my ace, get on the mic and come rock, please      Nigga, I feel like why you gon come if ain't on time   And ain't no need in coming out, if you ain't gonna shine   That's why I am like I am with mine and y'all sick   While y'all keep it real, we keep it rich      Just clowning, pounding, riding around in   Some of the most elite shit to ever hit the town   Screaming out how you like me now and I'm gettin' busier   I stay platinum while y'all get dizzier      The difference between y'all is I get 'em out of their seats   And my balling techniques is out of your reach   Live and direct from the Peach State   Where we make hits, deep grits and steak, homes laced   We never hit the breaks, just continue to speed, stay in the lead   Y'all don't wanna fuck with me?