(Constant Cheering throughout the song)
Yeah This goes out to all my BK n***as, You Know what I'm sayin'
All my loungin' n***as, You know what I'm sayin'
9-8 n***a, This is how I do
Spark your weed, Sit back relax
Cuz I'm gonna take you back
Take yo stack, For all ya'll that thought it was wack
Here is a blast from the past, spittin' weight for the cake
I heard the streets can't wait, It's time to get up
Heard DJ Clue's tape, and how I lit it up
And how I split it up, B-K style
From Brownsville to Baseda, We Stay wild
Got John Blaze sh**, Bombay sh**
sh** that my brother makes in the basement
Face it, I'm hot, All jokes aside
Last July, I'm the one that stole your ride
So broke, I, can't buy a bottle of Crys
Always pay, my name is never on the list
Madd cold, for standin' in lines and sh**
Once I. get inside I'm doin' crimes and sh**
Takin' tips off the bar, and I'm stealin' a drink
Getchur Honey near her car, and I'm stealin' her mink
Put me on Broadway, I'm guaranteed to shine
Battle any rapper n***a, or MC that rhyme
Cuz It be that time, the real must be revealed
I shook the world like Mohamad, I burn like a comet
Deep impact, for the summer beach
For cats with fat stacks in they hummer jeeps
Yeah, 9-8 n***a, How I do
The Madd Rapper, Brooklyn style
I thought ya'll n***as new
How we do
I gotta my n***a fierce
Dee-Lee Baby
How I Do, No Doubt Comin' Hard
Cut throats Yeah boy