't stop Def Squad in the house, ya don't stop Wu Tang in the house, ya don't stop Hip hop in the house, ya don't stop Yeah, Redman gotta light that green
on tour Broke it down to who's my boss and who I rap for Plus them niggaz, E P M D Put me D, now I'm runnin' with the green eyed B A N D I T, and def
And I give effects to niggaz with my Black and Decker Put it down if you can't handle it Got a B-R-C-G, Blunt Rollers College Graduate I got
, we back, we got our focus up St. Lunatics, nigga know that, know that Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds Start readin' some things, we got it, holla at us, c
Uhh, yeah, c'mon, Black Rob Where Black Rob at? PD world tourer, Harlem horror We back Yeah, ya, ya, y'all thought we was gonna stay away for a long time
Short, Short, what's up man? This Captain man check this out I know you and B-Legit finna get in here And get down on this song right? But y'all can't
old So what that mean? I roll the blunt And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holding me 'cause I be rocking B Sewing up
at the niggaz from the East New York scene I got my man C with me from Fort Greene Al Capone, D Creative G, and peep my man named B Ready to peel caps
diss in the pound Dogg Pound live around Niggas hittin' the ground Fuck around and get shot up I tear shit up, you can ask Puff Let M.C.'s, Mary J. B
city where that niggy put that green up in the sky Off that Al Green, sippin' a OB Who that G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B? Bustin' a
187's, 211's to drivebys While most niggas divin for the Z-25, come on [Chorus:] Walk with me As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's And
Bad Boy baby, yeah, yeah Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah Yeah, B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 born again, c'mon The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead
first nigga wanna step Gonna meet his death First I hit the nigga wit a right, then I swing a left Kept on dropping B's after B's till I'm out of breath
green, doin lean in between the rachett parks My lil rachett broad, broke as hard... He was a D Boy, now that nigga got a job Man he gotta rob, that's his plan B
you and you know me It's the sobb story, the sobb story Red like green like 1, 2, 3 Here comes the hop along kid Charlie B I'm constantly moving with
cause I got mines together Please don't front on the brother with the Pelle Pelle leather I'm Show B I Z, my partner's A.G. Chill with Greg N I C E or
funk Yes Yes, bus stop what's up watt's up On the script side Low down the whole mix and flips I 63 Jay B and M.C. baby blue great Do it fluent keep
picking my fuckin' ?fro out Limpin' up the one tree fives, the P jects, the eject these herbs That?s word to green herb, not the curbs I play that like