Full body black fatigues, lungs black from weed
Like my career was gon' fade like a fuckin' buzz
Look alive, these streets is complicated
Black seven plus tools on 'em never snooze on 'em
We ready to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
I keep on shit, get off my dick
We cockin' them thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
We ready to bang
Make the world flame, face the famester, part, famester
With X to the Z hot, what's happenin'?
You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' them thangs
I got y'all, runnin' in place, cut to the heart of the subject
Shoot five times to the sky, gimme some space
It's the M dot, to the O dot, to the P
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore players
If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapes
We stomp y'all religiously watchin' paper thugs tryin' to hide
Look around you see the signs say, "No smokin'"
I get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop it
We cockin' them thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later
Heat in my possession hollow-tips is the answer
We cockin' them thangs
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
Grip quick, cock squeeze and level men to settle it
Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater
Watch where you aim
We ready to bang
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
M.O.P.! X to the Z
Watch where you aim
You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
I rub you under your face with single-edged razors
With no shoes real G's run this, we rule this
Raise the stakes high, I solidify the grip that
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
Let's move on 'em must move on 'em rush in, gun-bustin'
Watch where you aim
We ready to bang
Do you really wanna fuck with Danze?
Fiyah
We ready to bang
Watch where you aim
Yeah 'cause I'm not what you thought I was
Persistent and insistent on doin' it our way
Watch where you aim
We cockin' them thangs
In black limo tinted SUV's with Bill
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
I'm short, haven't got room for 'em I send you to God
Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it
You must wanna throw the towel in Holmes
From L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L.A.
You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
Y'all niggaz akin to God and gangsters
Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater
It's dangerous to strangers that try to change us
But our guns got cancer
Knowin' we're anxious to flame 'em
Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later
I's your man B.D. from N.Y.C., the N.Y.G.
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
The fact remain we're heartless and painless
Look alive, these streets is complicated
Watch where you aim
All inside your baseball hat and kneecaps with baseball bats
One time, X, where you at my nigga?
No question, no half-steppin' streets is my profession
Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it
Still world famous the underdogs of rap, back to claim this
Double clutch in his hands, my nigga
You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
It's M.O.P., and X to the Z is a friend of our family
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
Niggaz got the knowledge but don't know the chemistry
We ready to bang
Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and rebel men
Behind the industry from here to infinity, love thy enemy
We cockin' them thangs
Straight from the gutter you love it ain't nothin' above it
You got problems with us? Start poppin'
When he comin' with them thugs in the van
Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do it
