| Lyrics: | [Royce Da 5'9"]
Once again relax, it's just music.
Niggaz right here, show you how I
do
Niggaz right here, show you my crew
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
yeah
Fuck a team like you who swing like you
We block shots in the ring
lightning
Rock hot rocks kill, get the cream still
Blasphemous mind ill steal rhyme
skill
Nas couldn't rhyme for this, Nickel-Nine will
I go through, cool out, blow a whole
crew
Cool out bro, out-glow a whole jewel
We bout to blow up, got your nose up
You could
catch a blocka-blocka try to stop or hold us
And your block a whole bust, live news
Ride
through with one girl and five dudes
Best crew in the D, niggaz best move
All you niggaz gun
sleep and your vest used
Niggaz bluffin, bore me, nothin for me
The only overlord me, only
glory, you reach!
Wake up and smell the aroma nigga you sleep
The contract is out on The
King, nigga you breach
D-Elite - Jah, Cut Throat
Billy Nix, Little, Nickle, Cha,
upmost
Respect dawgs, expect your neck cut rope
The barrel of the Swiss, whole tec up
close
If the block was any hotter I could start a cult
I was trouble the minute my momma's
water broke
You never see the weak destroy me, I'm focused
I was raised by a postal
employee, need I say more? [echoes]
State ya name gangsta!
[Tre' Little]
Tre'
Little don status hold my dick
Say ya label push the date back now that's what you get
I
came in this game like it's more than rap
Dog, I'm tryin' to destroy the salary cap
The
Source is happy we came six covers its covered
That'll last about May, June well into the
summer
Why talk about different colors for various coupes
Shit green fart Blue, oooh clev |
