[Funkmaster Flex]. Murder Inc.. Thugged Out. Franchise. Funk Flex. Big dog pit bulls!. Two suburbans and a fucking Hurst!. Cause Funk Flex and Nore are killin' em out there!. Scream at ya boy!. [Noreaga]. Yo me and Pun used to slap niggas. And pack macs in the back of the hatch with black niggas. On weekends with the Ricans cause nigga I fit. You see I'm half fucking black and motherfucking spik. Should have learned a long time ago Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn. How I hit a nigga up Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn. Niggas fans worry you see us smear off in cranberry. My shots come in in threes like Maubary. Wanna see how these fake niggas'll act. When my shotgun will erase there stomach and back. Call me Hosea more shoot outs most guns. Most of these niggas just mostly run. You see I'm back spittin' and still cooking in the kitchen. I'm still a chef ain't a fucking gram missing. Niggas out of order you know shit gone change. How they life getting shorter like Mr. T's chain. (Chorus). [Willie Stubz]. The bass and the music that'll make you jump. It go Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn dunn. Why you acting like a punk before we put you in a trunk. You going Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn dunn. Acting wild like the hill with my hand on the pump. It go Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn dunn. Fuck it we getting drunk and smoking that skunk. Y'all going Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn dunn. [Funkmaster Flex – overlapping last line of chorus]. Yeah It's going down!. Funk Flex Nore!. [Noreaga]. My caller ID is fucked up I can't see the number. Feeling like Stevie Wonder the hood took me under. I miss my niggas I wanna see em. All my niggas that's dead laying in mausoleums. For my niggas that's locked up the same shit. I told y'all niggas I hold y'all niggas to all this. Picture us going all legit with all this. Line em up; get em all together they all miss. See all my niggas we starvin' and waitin'. To take a nigga hockey mask off like Jason. Better Armstrong face drop to the pavement. In 2000 I don't get along with niggas. That's why you never me on a song with a niggas. Just my clique roll strong them niggas. And wait till we see y'all it's on with you niggas. And I could just slap y'all go on little niggas. (Chorus). [Funkmaster Flex]. Big dog pit bulls!. Funk Flex Big Kap!. Cipher sounds!. Mr. Cee!. Johnny Walker Red DJ Kiore!. Frank Jigga Corey Ock!. The Funk Regulator C-note!. Keep It Gator!. And keep it global!. SPKilla this shit is fucking ugly!. Cut this shit off it's a fucking wrap!