作词 : Diggs
(feat. Beretta 9) [Intro: Beretta 9] car 36, 36, we got a situation in progress 37 between 106th we got a possible homicide all cars, all cars, we got a situation down [RZA] 
Aiyo, toxi' off the grey goose, vodka, shots of hypnotic 
Ya'll bitches want beef, son, you got it 
Fresh off the bliz-knock, 
Bob Diz-noc 
Plex on the 
K.B., son, you get shiz-not 
Right in your hiz-ead, you'll be diz-ed 
Don't front on this nigga, 
I'mma from 
New York Ci-zey! 
Ya'll butter pec', make my nuts weak 
Have me walk around, talkin' backward with stutter speak 
Like tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh, buh buh buh buh 
Butter pec', make my nutter weak 
And ya'll crabs down south, you ain't got a clue 
How it feel to slip in that papi chino power u 
White Cadillac truck just high beamed us 
Mami look like she was 
Angie Martinez 
I don't espanol, 
I play imposter 
I was like "Mamacita, yah yah, que pasa?" 
And slip back to my casa 
She was like "Nigga! You sound like rasta!" 
I'm the ace in the decks... [girl speaking spanish] [RZA] 
I'm the ace in the deck, still casin' a 
Tec That filled with the taste of the lead, buck buck 
The bass and the treb', the space in the back 
Where chumps walk by, and they face get slapped 
I'm not known to talk a lot 
Sit on five whips, son, so 
I don't walk a lot 
Got ten chicks, so 
I don't hawk a lot 
Been around the world, but 
I love New 
York a lot 
Especially up in 
Bedstuy, with those crazy 
Cuffies Or in 
Fort Green, with those crazy 
Cuffies Ya'll floss like ya'll 
Jay-Z and 
Puffy's You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy 
Cuffie Bobby! 
****in' the mics is my hobby 
****in' the mics is my hobby [Outro: girl] 
Bobby, Bobby, 
Bobby, Bobby, 
Bobby, Bobby [car smashing and glass shattering]