You out there  on now
Sorry that's word  I'm not the herb
Understand what I'm saying  saying  saying
It's the hardcore
Set it off  rusty  low down
Following me  it be the God
Whatever whatever
God all
All New York  a'ight
Yo aiyo the Wally man's coming you can hear his chain dangle
Brolic arm check out the ankle
Best cuts diamond sittin' sideways like they sit in the cup
You can pour Goose on it juice on it  two Jamaican sluts
On the streets cousin word life  them big boy Toys'R'Us
Got them S5 fifties Maybach's  push suede back
Four hundred g's on the concrete  save that
Like James Brown it's the Big Payback
Same place you front's where you get laid at
Strong arm a nigga for real  we eat ya food
Like dog  muthaf**ka in replace of a meal
Give you a two hour car chase  flying through lakes and bushes
Holding the wheel still burning the swishes
Exotic killas who bribe to kill us and we pay for a tab
Don't matter what size the bill is
We don't need your support  wack speech your thought
Just to rhyme my shit when the tape cut off
The price of fame  a dope chain  the same chain
Yo  he tapped to the roof  watch the block  watch 'em hang
From Broad Street down to Milledge
You f**king with experienced killas
Mean wolves  silver back gorillas
Them Theodore kids' gorillas
You f**king with experienced killas
Silver back gorillas
The grenade gonna hit like a bomb from Flex
The street is never at peace when I palm a tech
My enemies is sub  dude  I'm a black belt
The moves I do  is how Bruce stick Kareem Abdul
Same dudes give a bitch booze stupid rich dudes
Crystal chandellier ice  keep a wrist full
'Cause  if Lil' Jon  can ice his cup
I top that shit  and ice my nuts
See I'm a threat when it comes to rocks
At 3 A M   you like damn  who put the sun on the block
Is he crazy  Illuminate like the Son of God
And still pull up in the hoopted out rented car
With dust and weed on him  knock the neighborhood bully out
Take his gun and pee on him
The magazines can't develop my flicks
The negatives came  and printed out them c-note chips
Keep the heat flaming  beats banging  bottle of weed stanking
Competition  yo  I'm giving out strict spankings
Burn 'em like bacon  some want Satan
In the hell fire  screaming  yo I'm sorry for faking  baking