Hook x3 (Big Chan) I'm still the greatest I'm pretty I'm still the greatest (Layzie Bone) And i'ma bad man (Big Chan) Hot child in the city walkin' round lookin' pretty playas call m Sidity f**k pitty chitty chitty bang bang it's a Westside thang b**hes get banged on and stole on in the city where the gra** is green and the palm trees lean been ballin' shot callin' since 83 I know the mothaphukin' industry ain't ready for me or these ghetto fab queens already platlum in the streets I even got them jail house n***as sendin' they cheese to me Big Chan in japan b**h I'm over seas I'm pimpin' this gat watch me hidy flice these hoes leave em short changed take they fame and roll wacth em all fall to tha flo' it's a t-k-o all you heard was Big Chan don't hit me no mo' sh** this ain't a game street n***as know the m-o I k** em with words serve em like them dealas do them birds ya heard me can't a mothafuka serve me I still hold the title reposessed it from some of my greatest idols you punk a** b**hes is hollow I cave yo whole f**kin' chest in my n***a young Lay hold it down it's goin' down like Holyfield and Tyson this is for them bitc a** hatas I'm signin' off I'm kickin' a** and takin' names late late late Hook x4 (Layzie Bone) she pulled the curtain fo' certain we go'n leave these mothaf**kas hurtin' n***as never no bluffin' no perv'in Lil Lay the great runnin' this earth I'm ready to serve ya right n***a done paid my dues and took my loses it's all about murder right f**kin' with these Cleveland bosses we flossin' ya get paranoid 'cause me and my boys makin' noise shuttin' sh** down heard the buzz around town these n***as wanna f**k with me now well step in my arena you ain't never seen a lilttle n***a meaner then Lay n***a back in the day when a n***a had to play with the a-k boys had em all blown away n***a don't play I be flippin' my lid sippin' my gin makin' mine 'cause in 99 I ain't wastin' no time makin' that money while I'm pushin' my line design to prime n***a n***a with the automatic status daily on the trigga hatin' on me 'cause I'm an original thug jealous of a n***a 'cause I got these figures money don't mean A gotdamn thing we can go toe to toe blow for blow slug for slug a thug's a thug kickin' this here just to let you know ain't a damn thang changed doin' these everyday thangs and it consist of bank bud the brew and the b**hes and the bustas never could hang n***a Hook x4 (Flesh~N~Bone) Now he better lay down Test me boy I trust my dawgs In the name of the Lord T-H-U-G Were not raised in hell Just spray With the G-A-G-E Smack em with the buck shot Guard your face Next mornin' I read on the front page news And o-bit-uary You stup(id mothaf**ka Shoulda known not to step to Flesh None the less He is one less b**h For me to worry about For the people in time I s** my wine Hit em up two times With a three peice nine then dumps the body and He's the one got the gun With the most of n***as Realease the beast Nevertheless They sleep in silence It ain't over for you snitches Can't handle the truth It hurts punk And the next shot Off the floor Inside his stomach b**h now put em in the mud Slowly slowly See it inside you Open your mind Deep in your mental Flesh'll get your best Shoulda made you realize I stay thirsty by the flesh It'll be test to try me Little bit on the front In the aftermath When the long gone home It ain't sh** Thought you knew me Til I made it known Nothin' to pick up the gage Explotion blow Contest not the Fith Dawg Never they know Check out my future From the second league They take out the streets Where this thugsta dwell All up in St. Clair Hit em up S-C-T Where them hang n***as trippin' Sippin' the fifth of rose Everybody buzzed Steady remenissin' On back and to think how they roll Unloaded fo-fo's Niiga makin' my money daily double It's the reason they call me stack That n***a to peel back Your mothaf**kin cap Hook x4