shakin?, shakin? When you hear it there ain't no mistakin', like woah We be that crew that make you go Nutty for the rest of our show, we like woah We
pipe down i'll pipe down when a little (blanked) is whiped out when i see that little (blanke)dyke get sniped out lights out bitch adios good night (ahh) now put that
the top We get in that ass Preparation-H style Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!) Everybody tryina tell us to wait now You look dumb as fuck...Like
'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops, he ain't never bust no cap Like Father, Like Son, go ask Busta that
what ya like like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey like a millionaire that has no money like a rainy day that is not wet like a gamblin fiend that
and the whole crew Y'all are players to my man Daddy O And the set posse players To MC LYTE and Queen Latifah Two ladies that got all the Ice's respect and that's right That
[Intro - Royce talking] Bar Exam 3 tramp. Yeah! Whoooooo! [Verse 1 - Royce] Fuck is wrong with you? Go ahead and inform your crew That I can end your
run on battle anybody come bring your whole crew you want the short black eskimo come see me in my igloo nasty like vomit couldn't clean it with comet psycho like the Lords crazy like
late I rocked the 9-1-7 when it was 7-1-8 I'm a juvenile deliquent group home lord of the state the truth about the matter is that I feel great I'm comin
gonna stop, drop, rock and roll, Ain't not time to be geekin', We gonna do that though, Flip that hoe, kick that flow, Make it to the top, then we get that dough! [1
spot Not the old gotta new flaw Come in pairs like 2 socks Me and you against the world like 2Pac And I hope you got your crew locked Can we puff to
and niggas hit tha wall I hide behind the milk box my disquise is smooth fitted like a buisness man rockin timberland boots smokin that crew to those whose put that
We get in that ass Preparation-H style Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!) Everybody tryina tell us to wait now You look dumb as fuck...Like
that little (blanked) dyke get sniped out, Lights out bitch, odioss, goodnight (blowe) Now put that in your little pipe and whipe down, Think for a minute cause the hype had died down, That
, my voice would echo off every building, building up an empire that through God would catch fire, and we would live the life that we desired, but soon after that
