get caught in my area Niggaz will let you have it Best believe what I'm telling ya (Young Turk) My section got niggaz that will wet up your shirt My
eyegrasser, a camouflage dresser My M16 has a flasher presser My Sterling mark six , it's funny but it hits It looks sideways but the sucker will kick
they got to go Now everybody light it up now ho... Take it deep inside your body and breathe... Let it out [verse 2] Rock rock y'all I wanna give it
the Dj's surely have taken a lesson Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson A little competition comes my way (Billy Bye) But it
they got to go Now everybody light it up now HO... Take it deep inside your body and breathe... Let it out [Verse 2] Rock rock y'all I wanna give it
sweatin', will I lose my rights Convicted fellon with 187, facin' twenty five to life I'm just another lil' nigga ready to ride on dem bustas Like a jungle sometimes, it
' like I slang keys but these hoes will neva know 'cause them ones will have you fat when you off in one of them clubs and dressing all in black and it
t never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby) You can see me from afar, I'm the shit Scream at me, ?What it do, what it is?? (What it do?) It's Paul
the pee-wee herman but it's had it's turn Now this brand new dance, I know you not with it You might break your neck, to really try to get it If you seen
? Yeah, head crack, head crack Grand Puba, slow down The head banger, what? The head banger, what? The head banger, what? Erick Sermon break it down
colder than a forty straight out the ice chest So it's easy to distinguish who drunk the Olde English 'Cause it stays in my system till I drain it out
it (you know it's big willie style baby) How we doin' it (you know it's big willie style) Now how we do it (you know it's big willie style baby) How
a hot Ferrari It's a new Joe in town and it's not Girardi (Talk 2 Em!) Look, turn pink her face getting her Cam on In the club man on, freak gettin her
grounds But I like the way Rompin' sounds So I'ma keep it Romp related And if it ain't down with the romp, I hate it [Verse2: JT the Bigga Figga] Well
i was, hang on..." Thou shalt not quote me happy. Thou shalt not shake it like a polaroid picture. Thou shalt not wish your girlfriend was a freak
and ride Billy club show me no love, think you above all the fuss and the locs is rushin in too close Let me lay it on the table, forget stable Freak
Say word, yo, make 'em work for it, young rookie, ya'll need me That's when it is, what it is, if it's that or the cup But in the ill gangstas book what
it B, best believe when it's time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain't got time to kick it So let's get right to it and groove Ain't nothin' but