Smif-n-wessun - Reloaded lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (this sh** is ugly son) You already know son (hypnotics) (You done did it this time baby) Nah you did it my n***a Yuh (they ain't gon' like this) n***as ain't gon' like this...but they gotta respect it n***a It's official though! Smif-n-Wessun baby! yeah... [Verse 1: Steele] Smif-n-Wessun is the band that I'm reppin' The brand of the weapon The reason why you have to respect 'em And it's official just to answer your questions So tell the press that Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun just stepped in We locked and reloaded, got lots of ammunition The titles back, the semi-auto rifles in position (buck em!) Pop in the clip we're facing obstacles and opposition Talk limited 'cos snitchin' not in my religion We gain riches, rappers spilling they business While the rap task force putting n***as in prisons And I'm still dippin', hittin' the bar hard and benchin' In the trenches, try and avoid a long sentence Pot pinchin', pockets itchin' the clock is tickin' Get busy the plot thickens so stop your b**hin' Stop griffin' unless you ready to stary lickin' Gun clickin' again, Smif-n-Wessun done did it [Chorus] (Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun where you been at lately?) I'm on the grind gettin' mine You know these streets is crazy (We miss you baby) So get wit' me baby (We need you baby) Never forget me baby (Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun where you been at lately?) On the grind gettin' mine You know this business is shady (We miss you baby) So get wit' me baby (We need you baby) Never forget me baby [Verse 2: Tek] Smif-n-Wessun is the band that I'm reppin' The brand of the weapon The reason why you have to respect 'em And it's official just to answer your questions So tell the press that Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun just stepped in Let 'em know that we back in the booth Back for the youth, words coming out my mouth is the truth And it's as pure as a brick you don't stretch So sit you don't touch, don't wanna step on it too much But this is how we ran it down the lines Steele with rhymes, I'll f** you up at any given time [?] shorty get naughty He tried to beat me so [?] true story My stripes is what make me connected Hood respected, this is gangsterism perfected (yeah) So when you see me salute the god (salute the god) Hate when n***as starin' at me like a b**h acting super hard [Chorus]