Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

What the fuck, what the fuck, what?

What the fuck?

My M.O.B.

The niggas deep, what, yeah, yeah.

OC nigga coming for real, yeah.

Now check this motherfucking combo right here!

Mash out posse slacks OC come together like a Glock in a clip We won't jam when it's time to blast

Bitch niggas on rocks, we bout to get in yo ass We done played the background for too long

All my new shit, I'm naming names, fucking this song I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn shit

With a 10-man clique who don't know how to act, looking for some niggas to vet.

And if you that rapper who think it can't happen to you, you might end up in that East River with a pair of lead shoes.

I ain't playing.

I'ma bring it to your ass floor I'll flip the world around, nigga This mean, yo, fuck that

Brooklyn's on the map forever to billion frame.

I'll hold y'all niggas down for whatever with Mike.

the guns when it's time to shoot.

For Brooklyn, I give a gun salute.

Come on!

I'm going to remind y'all.

I thought I'd remind y'all.

I thought I'd remind y'all.

I used to.

Roll up.

This is a hold up.

Make a full up.

Come up out your clothes and get your whole shit.

Roll up.

This game ain't changed.

Cause I became a rapper, dude.

I'm still a back out.

Quick and straight clap a dude.

Try to act a fool.

Play the mascot with your clown ass ways these days.

Look what your ass got Mad shots to the body I'm keeping it real That cartoon ass nigga Thought he was

King of the hit, that whole shit was animation, imitation.

But I ship that ass on out like immigration.

Ways of Emancipation.

Proclamation.

Constitutional Rights of the Last Generation.

You're facing...

M-O-P-O-G, flipping this track with O.C.

Niggas know it.

Hold this shit down from Brooklyn, nigga.

Because walking will eat them things.

Smoking, nigga.

What?

Check, check.

Round two, round three.

Fire and squad, niggas.

Come on.

The eye order from mine, y'all.

Check it out, y'all.

East New York.

I thought I'd remind y'all.

Bang, bang.

Right up out your head.

Full cooperation.

I'm taking donations.

Annie up the bread.

You guys got fat while we were gone So the diamond's dead and real, let's watch it rock and take it off

Put the rest of that shit in the bag.

I will tear your ass to pieces, so please don't make me mad.

Here we go again.

You ain't know, I control my destiny.

I only got love for the thugs that's next to me.

Who that?

I'm ill.

I told you I'm real.

And I've been doing the devil deadly.

Hearing whispers from my children saying, Daddy don't fail, man.

Although the work that I've done and my funds may never be even, I'm one of them dudes that niggas refuse.

to believe in life is full of obstacles so I'll keep breathing at years old my only goal is to keep breathing

Let's go to remind y'all.