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) -aca
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