1.Intro
2.Calm Before Da Storm
Top dog, (who), top dog o' the year
Top dog (baby), top dog o' the year
Top dog (top dog), top dog o' the year
Top dog (top dog), top dog o' the year
Top dog, to nice up your part-ee
Tell everybody to leave they shorty shake they body
Cause it's dangerous, in these fills that we walk
It's a rap race in this wicked city we call new york
You all talk, and ain't nuthin workin upstairs
So stop acting like you know what i be saying when you scared
It's all fair and you won't be around next year
You all done when the wagon done cause the mp's is near
Don't swear, cause you know god don't like ugly
If heads ain't ready for armageddon i say fuck em
Duck down, that's the only safe thing for you
Originoo guns 3,2,1 i thought you knew
I be d.o.g. soldier i'll be
For life, come into my cipher
Big kahuna knife ya
Lt, the lieutant duck this
Fab 5 blowin up like this
Hush watch the bum rush crush it's the storm
Originoo guns 3,2,1 (？？) it's on
Quiet riot, leave sides retired
Niggaz don't wanna fuck with this they must be wired
Like snitches fixes hide then slide
Niggaz nowadays got no time for your lies
I ban it heads gwon sink like titanic
But if i put my pawn to your behind then your can it the fuck up
Duck, locked up like douglas
The guns wreck shit that was meant strictly for the exits
Quiet riot.. second source out the storm
Platoon ogc
Louiville sluggah... sgt period
Word is bond
Niggaz in the street got mad love for the beast
Honeys yellin oh my god i'm in the house like the east
If it ain't ogc then it must be heltah skeltah
The fresh flier mc for hire on that ass like fire
So i melt ya i'm still untoucha-
Bull come through like the soviet union then bust ya
If you know ___ it means ya get stomped out much faster, plus
plaster
Your face against the wall then burn ya slow like dutch masters
Go out, fuck who you call it's the storm
J. mcnair declares war on all o yall
Yours truly far from booty
The captain of gunclappin a.k.a. the beast from the east
I be the boot camp masterpiece
Word is bond.. squadron ogc
Vil slugga and d.o.g.
As the motherfuckin sky starts to cloud
Those who bought the ogc lp will be preparing for the storm
Get ya umbrellas and ya gym hats
Do it like this do it like that
Word is bond
Vil slugga d.o.g. louiville
Fab 5.. 3-2-1 smif-n-wess.... dru-ha (is you ready..)
3.No Fear
Chorus：
He's steppin in hotter this year
Starang：
Starang commin like a hurricane with no fear
Cause in the streets we ain't got no peace
Shoot the beast from the east but you run from police
Don't try me, cause i be the bomb like bazi
Starang from ogc i heat shit up like hawaii,
Five when i'm live like a four wheel drive
Everyday i strive to make you rappers realize
How dangerous strangle gets on the micro....
Phone, when louieville zones it gets me hyper
The type ta, snipe yo ass from up close
This is the boot camp show, i'm your host
Starang wondah, no relation to stevie
And no i'm not west indian or hatian,
But i'm no probation
For knockin wack mc's out daily
Plus i fly heads like comets from alex haley
Now tell me, on this fuckin verse right here,
Turn a wack rappers day into his worst nightmare
I scare, petty mc's who claim they got gats
Frontin wit hoes in videos with pimp hats
But the fact,
Still remains that your just a stain on the bottom of my boots
While i'm still starang
Bcc, from ninety-now past two thou
Make ya'll heads in the crowd wonder how we be still...
Chorus：
Steppin in hotter this year
Louieville：
Louieville, no fear will shed no tears
Dare you, to come near,bare be that ass,
I pull bats, cock back, release then smash
Niggas is, um, stuck on stupid
Od'ed off cupid
Bitches and switches is strictly how they have to do it
Like montell
Jordan, i'm givin a warnin'
You keep that shit up and niggas will be cavin your walls in
But as they close in, chumps get chosen
Stance gets frozen, cause this here ？？？？ is potent
So hold it, watch how you take those totes
Cause you next will be your last, and thats all she wrote
Killed the small tug no delayin
On sidelines i'm wastin'
Procrastinatin is sin, so there'll be no delayin
Chorus：
Now he's stepin in hotter this year
Top dawg：
D-o big kahuna commin in with no fear
Oh yeah, y'all niggas over there y'all be frontin
Claimin ya own a gun but when you see us you run
Now this is one thing top dawg can't understand
(what？) why men get mangled
(uh-huh)why men get mad,
So i ask, my bredren till he told me
He caught these brothers flappin, had to smack em wit the chrome
piece
Now its only uno and dos, he and him
He's blowin up spots no matter if he's enemy or friend
So put and end
To all the bullshit, i pull shit quick
And you a gun fool i can't forget
How you get down, cause i get down with four pounds that make
sounds
From underground now you don't wanna come around
Here, thats dissapointment for life
I'm makin sure i'm the one thats takin all your stripes
Now back way, while i get my yipes on
Peace to my nigga o-strong home with the koran
Outro：
We be steppin it hotter this year
Mike g, royal flush, bqe no fear
They be steppin in hotter this year
Sneak attack , big c, east new york no fear
Who be steppin in hotter this year？
Shuky ducky eddie machete commin in with no fear
We be steppin in hotter this year
Magnum force, bad vibes and mess with no fear
Brownsville mr walt in the place to be
Always representin with the ogc
Got my niggas from back in the days
Always representin throughout the pj's
B-double o-t-double ooh act like you know, you already knew
Yo whats the deal, whats the deal
Yo,
Whassup, whassup,
Whassup whassup whassup,
Louie,
Whassup, whassup,
Whassup whassup whassup,
B-o
Whassup, whassup,
Whassup whassup whassup,
Starang
Whassup, whassup,
Whassup whassup whassup,
Bcc always in the place to be
Ninety now, ninety now.......
4.Boom...boom... Fucking Prick
5.Gunn Clapp
6.Emergency Broadcast System
7.Hurricane Strang
Im duck down staff even when i'm by myself
Im boot camp clik even when i'm by myself
Im fab 5 even when i'm by myself
Im ogc even when i'm by myself
Husk....husk.....husk...
Verse 1
Hang that ass up like a poster
Got niggas out and not sure who be screamin eshkoshka
M.p. rock please prepare my ship for departure
Beat these young boys ass and make em run and get they fathers
Niggas get dropped from the hip hop culture
Its the ultra mc fly like a vulture
1,2 i come thru on the humble
Beast from the east call me king of the jungle
Beast from the east...beast from the east...beast from the east
Chorus
Strang cummin like a hurricane lickin shots
When i roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy
Verse 2
I be grand like puba but i most move wit dru ha
Puts the b in hoo-ya, strang cummin thru ya
Scream halleluyah, but it still wont help ya
Run from ogc and get caught by heltah skeltah
Jack to the other side, run for cover hide
And you still wouldnt be safe even if i let em slide
This aint baseball, i waste yall, ask no question
Attack from the back from the black smif n wessun
I be rubbishin, any crew that claims they be bubbilin
Get that ass capped
Like them niggas when they be handlin my publishin
I be lovin when fake rappers
Question my status when my crew be the phattest
Add this, you can ask my man the big kahuna
Kablow make you say yaow like junior
Move over make room gunn clappers here
Cuz its ill how i kick lyrical skill wit the force
No joke when i leave ya chokin off the exhaust
Of course, who else could it be but mr.strang
Who'll hit that ass from every angle
They dont really wanna tangle
Chorus
Verse 3
I dont think they understand.....
First of all strang comes first and foremost
My first instinct would be to burn yall wack raps like toast
Fuck the first day of school
Im on 1st ave
At the first national bank so i could fly first class
And i be the first in line
Crack that ass before i even kick to kick my first rhyme
Im in the hall like aaron puffin l's all day
First command mister keep the fat broads away
Fresh fly, ogc be the best by,
Puff lai wit my nigga tek out of bed-stuy
Then i, come thru wit the wickedness
Who be kickin this...strang i light shit up like christmas
Chorus
8.Danjer
Intro：
Wake your punk ass up (what time is it？)＼
Louieville：
Tired as fuck just woke up what's goin' on？
Gun clapper 3 yelling sound thee alarm
This ain't no drill move your fuckin' ass cause they here
Pass the mask tear gas is tossed in the air
We're surrounded street is crowed can't wait no more
First break fuck bust through that front door
Poppadidick and if they double up they get splitted
Hit 'em did 'em no damn good benedic arnold
Calm yourself there's no need for panicing
Slugs to him chest leavin' himself stiff like manakins
Men it is, the fuckin' worst way to die
But when i die i'm goin' all out with my five
Top dawg：
But hold on son i got your back you got mine？
First pick flinch or move leave 'em spine
On the table, spit belly from the navel
Unable to talk his trash i stalk kick that mayheim
Louieville：
Let's move along, you know we stand strong
Allah got our backs so we won't go wrong
Cause shit is all hot up in our face
I think we should slide to a place where it's safe
Come on
Top dawg：
Time's a wastin' no lookin' back or move fakin'
Devils of all kinds cross lines so now i'm thinkin'
Escape route (no doubt) cause odds is far from even
No joke loc i just hope we see this evening
Louieville：
Just be ready for whatever, come dress for action
If we gettin' pass him if not we just blastin'
Him so let it not, have to come down to that
But for now son keep the fuckin' mack where it's at
Talking
Top dawg：
It takes one time and a word to start my niggas to envy
You don't know how it is after dark
So stop figuring that we give a fuck
Cause you know me not give a fuck
In this jungle walk we stalk with the shottie
The pumps, come try and put yourself in our boots likkle youth
Better face behind this madness you done started in your root
Louieville：
So who be you copy cat standing over there
Trying to come clear and face to face with my dry tear
I raise hell smells from my inhales
My minds not here and i don't think you want to go there
So stand clear, or get ripped from the rear
To your head, o.g.c. payed dues to get you red (fed up)
Whatever, bring your flame you can call it ruckus
We make shit so hot you can call this waco texas (boom)
Starange：
I beez starange man i gets wicked on the flow
Louieville sluggah：
It's louieville you know i pack the bat like so
Top dawg：
I be the top dawg but better known as the o
All：
Motherfucks better act like they know yo
9.Elements Of Da Storm
10.Da Storm
Chorus：
(strang)：i be starang, man i gets wicked on the flows
(louieville)：its louieville, you know i pack the bat like so
(top dawg)：they call me top dawg, but better known as d.o.
Motherfuckers better act like they know
Top dawg：
I can be as good as da best the rest, and be as bad as the worst
So don't test we, d.o. has had it up to here
With those niggas that don't be knowin who we are
Have you lost all your respect for the squad？
If so, y'all bitch ass niggas betta get that shit together
Causee e.o.g. will rain on that ass like the weather
Killin em softly with the words that i be bringin
Leavin them niggas smellin and lookin dead and stinkin
Cause we will, face all the trials and tribulations
So arm yourself cause armageddon is now
Let me show you how these punk ass clowns are goin down
Slowly but surely i won't let y'all niggas fold me
Body bag me, put me on a plate and toe tag me
That'll be emphatically non-cipher
They calll me d.o. because d.o. carries power
Chorus：
(starang)：i be starang, i represent the dreads and the 'fros
(louieville)：i be louieville,you know i represent those that
know
(top dawg)：i be the top dawg, searchin for the big o
Motherfuckers better act like they know
Louieville：
Suckas be hold up
I fold that ass its ville slugga
My niggas say i make a bigga nigga run for cover
Fools get caught up with words don't even make me
Put pine to your spine, now you niggas hate me
For reasons,
We bring freezers to heated regions
Troopin through your crew like the pm night demon
Fuck looly gaggin talk comin for ya
Crush that ass to dust, just like sawyer
Beans, leavin scenes uglyer than ben
Green cause it seems niggas can't understand a thing
But this is how we set it
Get your peeps and meet us in the exit
Load those weapons cause this fuckin shit can get hectic
Chorus：
(starang)： i be starang, rock from your head to your toes
(louieville)：its quiet riot, number two spots get blown
(top dawg)：i be d.o. known for the ten second roll
Moherfuckers better act like they know
Starang
I, shot ya
Lock it down now i got cha
For this jam i am the phantom of the opera
Don't say a word, take it to the streets fuck the props
X marks the spot like sadat
Starang makes shit hot
Lyrics for days you been warned
Call me thunder, the first one out the storm
Now its on, throats get cut like lawns
My nigga o strong packs the 38 long
Skinny nigga, fuck the muscle i don't tussle
Glock the d-o-g and let him bust you
I crush you, your sayin tough guy bullshit may be
But at times they say starang is crazy
Forget it lets just call it he say her say
Fuck you up in like the worst way
Blow that ass out like candles on your birthday
Brother, make you and your mom-dukes run for cover
So who's the crew runin all through your section
Black smif n wessun connection
Chorus：
(top dawg)： i be the top dawg to nice up your body
Tell everybody to leave the shottie shake your body
Top dawg to nice up your party
Tell everybody to leave the shottie shake your body
(starang)：i be starang, play yourself and catch the sharp elbows
(louieville)：its louieville slugga, you know i was here but gots
to go
(top dawg)： its d.o. and you know i don't give a what
Motherfucks better act like they know, oh
11.Wild Cowboys In Bucktown
Intro：
Yes, who's that？ boo-ya who's that in the place to be
Sadat x reppin' with the o.g.c. (gun clappaz)
For my peoples throughout the pj's got my man
Black reppin' from back in the day
X files and you know the storm
Homies loc now it's on so you've been warned
Dru ha where you at？ (yeah yeah)
O.g. where you at？
Hurricane starange：
Now who's the bearer of bad news on crews
When i drop the jewels on fools they say 'who？'
Give me my props before i quickly pass the tek to steele
Niggas want record deals without even having skills
(yo it's ill) how headz still ain't ready
Down with the fab 5 without the freddy
But deadly perfect ready to wreck any
Bootcamps the best host from east to west coast
Far from fool make moves like spies in trench coats
Sadat x：
Like this like that, i'm tired of all y'all crab ass rappers
Bucktown home of the original gunn clappaz
Use to be on ocean by the street empire
See my man buckshot on bushwick day back in 9th
On the uptown blocks of harlem is where you'll find me
Louievill slug the piece with the top dawg
Strangle that ass raise the ruck down the block or
Leflaur leflah if you prefer
Sean black：
Straight bootcamp cowboys in duckdown
Soldiers heads creep while y'all bop to the boogie
Sound bwoy come uptown to mic check
Keep it moving sound tight so we moving in the night
Remenis me and starange lemonhead takin' dope cause i was broke
And they heads was wet
Now islam on these tracks fuckin' slangin' on them cracks
A-yo dun dun hold me down on the run
Hook：
Sadat x：
A-yo he asked for it his man saw it
So it don't mean jack to me (x2)
(cowboy status)
Top dawg：
So much unfairness in this game it's making me hear unclear
But making me more aware for when y'all niggas come here
The bottles on and you a gun fool for years
O.g.c. blowin' the spot with sadat
King of the wild places you better know where you at
With your loud piece talkin' shut you mouth or keep walkin'
Sadat x：
In the bk lin stands the bootcamp base
On the uptown blocks is where the comboys face
To stay alive show drimve and arrive with the five
Somebody said it's war i got a boatload of niggas
Niggas from uptown and brooklyn original gun triggers
Clap off strap off make you baby blood wear
They always say it's calm before the big storm
Louieville：
Runnin' rampade through crews it's thee originoo gunn clapp 2
L-o-u-i-e here to bet you, no haps dude
Back up like gas we pass my tongue lash
Upon you wack math no mass well too bad for you
3-2-1 nigga never knew ya, straight to the death
Dug out ville sluggah, ha i crack ass
To make crews look like 'who's that.'
Fantastic like boombastic sluggah let you have it
This brownsville bastard get more tools then gadgets
But keepin' a baseball bat in stash is how i manage
Huh me no need and streets who carry sweeper
Just combine minds and set traps to catch the creeper
Hook
Starange：
So who' that with crew phat just like menate
Large when i uncharge at all the places that i been at
Now i take 10 at a time when i rhyme
Big up east 105th with mad black and dime
I'm the eight black smoker gert neck choker
Mack by the crotch make police watch me like oprah
Top dawg：
Here we come flee 3 guns on the run
Brothers best to make way or you'll get done up by the louie
To thee wack cats i screw he
Ask if them niggas ain't up apon their juicys
Louieville：
Sittin' in my room buildin' with the most high
He game me some advice and said i was sure to share
So yo listen up we on our own you have to hide your chrome
Cause when your pops come home he be
Lookin' for more then a bust, in god we trust
He must of been talkin' about us
Hook
Sadat x：
It't the great x i send off to endor
On the other side of midnight engineer get the mid right
With my man sean bliggity this beat right here is meant to be
The brooklyn uptown united i tore down off a pint of this
Here a-yo o.g. don't stop shit
Yo hold the dills we keep shit real
Hook (x4)
12.God Don't Like Ugly
Bdi productions, always gets played (on the air that is)
Duckdown staff, featuring originoo gunn clappaz (commin at yah)
I be the original (huss) starang wondah, (make yah) wonder where
i come from
Word is bond, james bond, the palce to be
(starang wondah)
Watch where you walk in the streets of new york
Where the sign says don't walk but people still walk
Don't talk, fuck the neighborhood that you be livin
Where we stomp you out with timberlands and blow you to oblivion
Plus its like every mother fucker that i meet
Want to stop me and kick rhymes dead in the street
Walk around in their disguise
(spread their rumors and their lies)
But now they all recognize
Duckdown in the prize
(louisville sluggah)
I give it to the boy, word bond, he got balls
There's too many bottles on these walls first of all
Fools die coarsely, sceeming rap sheets for thoughts
Lying harshly defeated seeking things he didn't earn
Niggas do burn unlearned so they live torture
And outta beat that ass, i be, just like poppa
But get this, do, know of jahovah
But witness two concrete streets meet these soldiers
(starang wondah)
Plus just last week i seen asia and monique
Walk right past my ass and didn't even speak
He said she said i'm happy like mary j.
Wear my hair nappy while i sip alizae
Sometimes walkin', in the storm gets muggy
Ask d.o. g-o-d don't like ugly
(sampled)
Smile in my face, behind my back they talkin' trash
(all)
Mad and stuff because your crew won't last
(sampled)
Smile in my face behind my back they talkin trash
(all)
Ask d.o. g-o-d don't like ugly
(top dawg)
Your name must be chris (why？)
Cause nigga you done crossed over
Lookin for ways back but you got lost
As another alli gets crushed into dust
Fuckin around with us nigga you know it's dangerous
So trust me, when i'm, smellin your fear
13.X-unknown
14.Elite Fleet
Intro：
Enter gentlemen, take your seats
You have been brought here for a task
Only universal soldiers are brought for (yeah)
Let's begin
Hook：
Thee elite fleet stands tall and proud
See if you can pick the livest one out the crowd
Mc's you won't be around next year
M.s. comin' from the rear
M.s.：
We see your kind many times (many times)
Yappin' off your guns lettin' your lips flap
M.s. will push your wig back givin' stain from your shit crack
For who card shit i turn styles like the door knob
Bring ya more but it don't matter because me and squad bogard
For so long we hear the dumb shit that some do
These bum crews runnin' around ravin' with they one twos
So act like you want it with that babble you call rap dukes
I brings it to your grill while originoo gunn clap you
And it's no doubt i keep your whole crew under pressure
Heltah skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher
Ready to get ya
So open up wide and wreckognize
And see who stands before your eyes in the 9-5
Coping with my high feeling the lye as it kick
A big of my brain thinkin' of this chickenhead i stuck my dick
in
Top dawg：
They call me top dawg, top dawg of the year
Flowin' with my full grown dreads and army gear
When i come through with my bucktown crew
You better be on point because we might be looking for you
All y'all punany snake niggas remind me
Why we roll strickly bootcamp in the 90's
Come try we if you wanna, cause we gwan flex
Break niggas necks
Then hop on the iron horse get up with my elite fleet
So we can smoke x amount of ganja weed
It's alright if you wanna get high
But when you enter this session make sure you got lye
Cause sense we smoke mad sensi
Original dreads fortified blunt heads
Nuff said nuff punk gwon dead
Fuck all that bullshit, it's time to get red
Hook
Lil' rock (of the representitives)：
Representitives coming up form the fuckin' rear
You're missing in action no time for relaxin'
We packin' mental thoughts that'll blow this nations back in
No need escape this zone unknown
Cause we travel to explore when the goals then bring the trophy
home
Supreme (of the representitives)：
Just like in a movie we breakin' through these niggas terrine
Supreme brings pain to your frame you can't hang
(you can't maintain) in the mist where guns click
13 deep thee elite we don't miss
Lil' rock：
Cause we be the squad called the representitives
Lil' rock and supreme aka gen grim and mr. perfect
Lord don't want to be known to hurt shit
Just wanna enterprise and stack papes for what it's worth kid
Supreme：
And thats all catch a black from black pull
Niggas that slack off i'm breakin' they glass jaw
So ask for, forgiveness to end this
The representitives mean buisness
Hurricane starange：
Yo i'm hype pass me the motherfuckin' mic
Rock ya like robbin', i clock ya like spike
Lee, s-t-r-a-n-g-l-e cooler then ？
That's what bitches tell me, strickly rugged
Run and tell ya momma cause she loves it
Hold it down like my niggas when they pissing ou in public
But you know and spolice spot you they lock you
But my nigga hocktu got you ready to knock you
Senseless cause against this you defencless
Don't even speak nigga you weak, strengthless
So all them niggas keeping they eye on the cash flow
Ash hole m16 steam through my afro
It's all about the storm fuck what you're under
Gun clapper number one a.k.a. starange wondah
Hook
Yo it's the nigga bad vybes creepin' up from the rear
Bad vybes：
Now you know bad want this done so i switch
To some next shit in 9-6 like fuck a bitch
But i quickly squeeze up on your shorites ass and titties
And turn to my committee and score here shit a 50
Percent fake a move your face meet cement
I know a lot of guys want to test the vybes
But most of y'all get fried like eggs on the side
(lone desperado) never could refuse a bottle
Of pain my stomach turn to words of ellen
Chumps fakin' jacks while i'm dishin' out the smacks g
You riff tracks bout how you feel with ruegs in your back
Louieville：
Playin' clean sweep for thee elite fleet we call him shocker
Second source out the storm shock like blanca
Games you hit i split them shit's get broken like bridges
With bitches cause all they see is riches
Hit's ya softly, something unlawfully
Smash the mask and cream and can the dog food i warned you
One strike that ass is dead
It's just no fair you know the rules nigga i don't care
3 you fall can't take no more
All that bullshit hot pops out that front door
Enough of it punk bitches i know you dug it
Shit ya rougher then boulder rocks labeled granite
Stoney elite fleet jeeps take me home
Buffalo batted and meson saved the chrome
Outro：
Well gentlemen we have all come to an agreement
Along with our darkside connection heltah skeltah
We will now be known as magnum force
You all have your orders, we have come to a successful agreement
Meeting is adjourned
But first leave your girlfriends new britches in the basket
Scratching
'yuu won't be around next year' --＞ craig mack, flava in ya ear
15.Flappin'
Intro：
Oh oh (oh) pass that spliff bwoy.
Starange wondah：
Yes yeas y'all o.c.c. be double o be the best y'all
E-swift be always representing for the west y'all
Let me feel up shortie with wide breast y'all
It ain't no test y'all. come on, break it down take it there
We take it there, we about to take it up.
Top dawg：
I'm pulling the evidence form all y'all fakin' ass residents
Who claim that y'all community clam and come from heaven send
You best to get out of my face with all that yappin'
I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen
I'm askin' you to gwan head with the boot
The y'all weeds good but the green weed no good
Starange：
Mad niggas wanted so i'm glad y'all could make it
Starange freakin' with the flow even with my hair braided
Yo i hate it, when fake mc's make believe
To be the bomb on the mic and get over with mad g
Now fab 5 is like a household name
On thee attack that was lead by starange
You know me chillin' with number 2 and the o.g.
Hoes be on me like that glow on obe won konobi
Can't you see that wehn the storms on the shelf
We totally crush lp's (we don't need no one else)
So ask who can you rn to bus you won't escape
From no one starange the shogun you hate
(caboy boy caboy boy) o.g.c. we build or destroy
Come again (caboy boy caboy boy) o.g.c. we either build or
destroy
Louieville：
Do he dare think he will survive
Goin' against ville stluggah number 2 from fab 5
Originoo gunn clappa yeah batter originoo gunn stasher
Tory if you didn't know end of story
Part like land make way cause here come louie
Quiet riot gets rid of the fools quickly
See it's thee, 3 dimensional beams guns apon ya
Storm watch watch clock if not yous a gonner
I'd ratehr be meeting niggas in time and square
Cause what is rare and gettin' extinct is niggas with shit to
share
I see his face i see his feet
I see the gun and bwoy you are gon dead
With 2 beer gun shots to him head
Leave the war behind you painted tin red
Thee o.g. with smoke spliff to him dead
It's your choice you best not forget it
You better listen to the words i just said
Cause me serious armaggedion afight
And we be prepared and aware and on sight for the enemy
(where you gonna run to？)
Too much flappin' pon streets need green
Take it back to beat down a dope fiend
Starange：
Son i know what you mean cause shorties sill say that
I know that ain't jack high off 8 black
Louieville：
Tough guy they lie they see moms in the precinct
Starange：
Sayin' where could he be cause i haven't seen him recent
-ly, the mc from o.g.c. mr. period s-t-r-a-n-to the g
Got y'all niggas scarred y'all ain't prepared
For the business what's this？
Louieville：
Dismiss these niggas with the quickness
Starange：
Get your shortie wop cause i heard she had the thickness
Louieville：
Shifted trapped a flapper like john
Crossing g.c.'s you fools are dead wrong
So long boy voyage ghost be gone
Those ？ can't hand you up apon this channel
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