| Lyrics: | [Noreaga]
It was, four in the mornin got a call on the cell
What the hell, you niggaz just
shot at?
Yo they missed her, blazed most fired pistols
Now it's our turn, to play
calypsos
Yo, me and you, meet me by the two
A war goin on, that's involvin the
crews
Bring both your arms, Rel and Moose down in St. John's
I wish my nigga was home, the
black Fonz
Yo we rock charms as big as Vegas
Different crews of different size try to player
hate us
Top of the league like Bulls and y'all cats is Lakers
Trash since Magic left, but he
was the greatest
Aiyyo we call Shan, yo Shan peace God
You and Maze got the info?
Them
cats that tried to shoot Moose's hitmen yo?
A nigga named Ricky, from the Bronx, cold wop
city
Thugged out, shoot his gat mad sickly
I laid low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe
Them
niggaz my click, we three amigos -- they said
that they knew the cat, exactly where he live
at
And when I get there, just blaze God and don't look back
Cause Ricky got no kids and no
wifey
So when I get there God it's like more than likely
There's Ricky like Ricardo, plus
Renaldo
So when I get there, take the coat, plus the cargo, what?
Chorus:
Maze
We strong-arm, blazin firearm long kong
When the beef come niggaz storm
on
(repeat 2X)
[Noreaga]
Yo like a day pass, I'm bandana'd up with a mask
Just
shot up the whole spot, crib to grass
Pissed in his toilet, on his walls, in his halls
Cut
Ricky from his neck to his balls
Anyone can bust a gun and stab a nigga is real
Cause you
gotta have the guts for the way that it feels
Word got back, them niggaz said Ricky a
rat
All that, coke we took yea we cooked the crack
The police don't really want |
