| Aight motherfucker.. Primo, a-heh a-hah, a-hey! | |
| Sssssss.. | |
| [Billy Danze] | |
| Yo, I was raised where, cats blaze automatic weapons | |
| and half-steppers don't half-step, without protection | |
| The rules of the game is, spit first | |
| until you see his wig burst, before he flame his | |
| You see a man gon' claim his | |
| Duke a soldier gon' aim his, and try to kill yo' ass | |
| Niggaz see Burke on the conduit | |
| in the left lane doin his thang, whippin a Buick | |
| Fizz Won (Whattup boy? I'm ridin shotgun) | |
| There'll never be a boo that understand what we got son | |
| We've been down a long time | |
| I'm beginnin to think I got traces of Womack in my bloodline | |
| BOM-BURST two times on top of the line | |
| You plexiglas niggaz ain't fuckin with mine (HELL NAH!) | |
| We keep it so real, without bein signed to a deal | |
| you could still shop for the 'Ville | |
| [various samples scratched] | |
| [Lil' Fame] | |
| Straight from the hilll-top, where steeeel, pop | |
| and the, coast ain't clear it's reeeal, hot | |
| Keep the heat real close cause it's, dangerous | |
| and the, game don't change Fame bang with this | |
| It's the legendary, cap peelers we the illest | |
| of the realest blood-spillers, we guerillas (NIGGA FEEL US) | |
| All day, right back at you live | |
| from William Berkowitz (SLASH) Fizzy Womack Avenue | |
| I send ghouls after you, trappin you blastin | |
| WHO fuckin with the rapper dude? | |
| Don't even GOOO THERE | |
| I'm from the 'Ville Brooklyn Military (OHHH YEAHH) | |
| N.E.W. Y.O.R.K. | |
| We'll ratch yo' ass like floors that's parquet | |
| Glorious, come stomp on tour with us | |
| (M.O.P.!) We, +Warriorz+ | |
| [various samples scratched] | |
| [Billy Danze] | |
| Hey yo the game don't change only the players | |
| I'd like to welcome you young bucks, to these homicide layers | |
| We lead (COWARDS TO GUNFIGHTS) right (FROM TALKIN NONSENSE) | |
| Sayin my family is unable to drop bomb hits | |
| Napalm shit, move in a hail of fire | |
| Bill, sire, trailed by an empire (FIYAH!) | |
| Can't nobody change my two step | |
| I'm ready to rip for respect, Fizzy talk to 'em | |
| [Lil' Fame] | |
| What's the lesson you learn when the Smith and Wessun was burned | |
| Slugs flyin you realizin that it's your turn | |
| Didn't them niggaz warn ya BAM (BUKA BUKA) BAM | |
| (BUKA BUKA BUKA BUKA) Get the fuck up off the corner! | |
| Them goons was hot on ya! | |
| Chasin you down, cockin pistol poppin and they wasn't stoppin | |
| til they finished lacin you down, peep the steez nigga | |
| Snakes don't belong 'round here, nigga breeze! |
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