| Lyrics: | Where we at, where we at, M-F-C
M-F-C (for what son) for life
For life nigga, word
up
Word up, Brick city (Brooklyn)
Where we at (ha ha)
[Hardcore]
These niggas
got me fuckin crazy bitches
So I keep a ton of hats
Chillin wit these willies then I get
them for they snaps
See them on the T.V. popin this and popin that
[Starang]
Don't say
nothin when you see me I'ma pop a fuckin cap
[Hardcore]
In that ass wit the hash for the
splif so I can twist it
M-F-C weed and hennessy packin biscuits
Brand new Jesus on my feet
in a benz lifted
Fuckin wit Starang hollarin at all the bitches
[Starang]
Look at
these assholes, made me cut off my afro
Blow up the spot, make shit hot like tabasco
Ay yo,
I roped these bitches as if a nigga had a lasso
It's classical, snatchin jewels then I smash
you
Ay yo, niggas wanna know why I act this way
I don't know, been like that since back in
the day
[Hardcore]
Ay yo, pick a spot and my man Starang'll lick a
shot
[Starang]
Yo, disagree or say I think not, they got it
(And it's
on)
(chorus)
[Starang]
Yo, Dog and Hennyville
Feel the same way I feel
They
wanna kill, then I kill
We all got whips
So when they peel, then I peel
[Henny]
It's
like that, I suppose
Smokin tons of weed
L-B's of cocoa
My man D, yo and Will
Feel
the same way I feel
When I kill, then they kill
We all got whips
So when I peel, then
they peel
[Starang]
It's like that, I suppose
In GS three O-O's, hollarin at the
hoes
[Top Dog]
Yo, I'm head strong, because I go head on
Wit any fool
Who try
to test the O-G, you dead wrong (you dead wrong)
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