Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo  (I'm afraid you're carrying some large metal objects)  Feel this, Big Pysch, let me tell you how we livin yo    (JuJu)  I know niggas with no ice and no life  That put a couple rounds in you for a very low price  Risk they freedom, and buck back at the poor life  Nothin's guaranteed like when you roll dice  Keep your eyes open, with no time to snooze  No time to lose, no time to chose  Who got the hottest product in the market  The logo's a target for any hip-hop ???  That wanna purchase it, pop it in your CD  And get thoughts (I'm a murderous...)    (Les)  Yo, it's lookin kinda ugly outside  It's unbelievable what niggas gotta do to survive  If you scared better keep it inside  Guarantee it I'm a eat you alive  There's no where to run, no where to hide  It's war in every sense of the word  I'm a beat you 'til your vision is blurred  Tryna' rock me to sleep, you a nerd  We been doin this for way too long  and I'm tellin you I'm way too strong, homo    (Chorus)  'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin)  'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin)  Niggas steady hatin on us, (keep it movin)  Beatnuts stay thorough, nigga what  'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin)  'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin)  Niggas steady hatin on us, (keep it movin)  Beatnuts stay thorough, nigga what    (JuJu)  You ain't from a rough hood, don't make me snap your club foot  Save you wanna keep club hoppin, but anyhow  We're back, to get the club poppin  Ay yo, this is that shit, that thugs love rockin  This is that shit that have your neighbors knockin  [Knocking] (talking in Spanish), disturbin me while I'm choppin  They next smash, and collect cash, and get sex fast, and get passed  Day by day I, pray, under the grey skies, enough play time  Let's get serious, like Jermaine Jackson (yeah)  And prepare for the main attraction    (Les)  Make an LP for beers and chips, makin everyone who hears it flip  Catch a contact, feel this shit  Man, I'm red like a white rhino, always samplin the right vinyl  Tellin you I'm the shit baby and that's final  Junkyard hit very hard, play the shit cleverly god  'Cause there ain't too many real niggas left  catch you sayin somethin under your breath  I'm a bring it to you, never-the-less    (Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts)  Bring it, bring it, what, I can't hear you, what, c'mon    (Chorus)