My nigga Bun B you know he down wit us Short Dog and Doc down wit us Eric be and Pimp see you know they down wit us Black Rob and Eightball, down wit us
M.J.G. you know he down wit us B-Legit and E-Feezie down wit us My nigga Young Ke Ke he down wit us South Side nigga and we down to bust I’m number one
Too many niggas takin' rap for a joke
You be up for one minute and then the next you’re flat broke
Rhyme about fly bitches, Daytona, hardheaded Spokes
Pockets once was phat but now your bummin' smokes
And now your gung ho got’cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation’s let’s ride
But let’s take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you know as well as I know
That you don’t want to die
I give’s ah fuck about your crew
What they want to do Them niggas quick to cock they straps
We cock straps too
And we blast on fools, fuck you over
We smoke niggas too, like Black Rob do We straight criminals, fuck an interview
J-Prince will ethnic cleanse like Hitler used to do Bring on an interlude
I’m comin' from a school where if ah nigga mouth
Get out-We aim the hit at you
Method subliminal-I'm The Original
That bullshit I heard on your disc was pitiful
I’m critical-nigga I ride around and housin'
My records doin' millions you barely clock a hundred Thousand
I clock more dough plus do more shows
You brag on tight flows but you can’t go gold
You sold your soul and bullshit sound low
Fuckin' wit me is not so need nine mo'
Now the internet, radio, prison even the t. v All askin' me tah spit the meaning of B-U-N-B
Well let’s see I’m broader than Broadway
Rollin' Brahma’s on Broadway
Got your brawd out on Broadway
To Broadway in ah broad day
Now I brought the underground plunger
Sound from down under
Somethin' like when that thunder pound
Way from round yunder
Hey I’m from the South mane
Plus I’m the south main fanatical film broker
Than Carol on South Main
Close your mouth mane
I ain’t ask to see your tonsil’s or your tongue
Lookin' sprung like The Prince was for Repunzil
I gets twisted like a pretzel these rappers cryin' the blues
Cause I make this shit look crazier than tyin' my shoes
People ask me do I write rhymes
I tell 'em I used to Shit now I’m writin' history you gonna remember
Like The Juice Crew
You to the G to the K-P-A Playa
Miss me bout that you-ing nigga next up is J-are
Tell yah Lil' J is down wit us The boy Big Chief is down wit us The nigga California is down wit us You know the boy Brad is down wit us The boy Big Mike still down wit us Come in die candy sippin' the Tusk
Niggas in the southside down wit us Fifth Ward-down to ride down wit us Nore and Ross breakin' 'em off
'cause when they think they winnin' fucked boy your lost
I like the rye white raised on gravy and rice
This Rap-A-Lot Mafia Life, Super Tight
Skip Daddy ain’t said must of started smokin' rocks
We got game on loud, bitch you ain’t proud
Smoke private stock-got blades chopped
Keep ah young yella bop and ah pistol tah pop
On ah punk motherfucker talkin' shit wit ah gun
Pimp and Bun like DMC and DJ Run
Everyday I come down them niggas callin' my game
Then ge on B-E-T and they don’t mention my name
Some Grip It On That Other Level
Face be bustin' they head
Ride Bentley early 90's watchin' out for the Feds
Red the king of south and I’m the aire to the throne
J-Prince done took off runnin' like Dedo Cartione
My nigga J-D you know he down wit us Rock-a-Fella Records is down wit us Cash Money Millionaires Is down wit us Pretty Boy Floyld you know he down wit us Roy Jones Jr. he’s down wit us Iron Mike Tyson down wit us Lennox Lewis is down wit us And knockin' motherfuckers out is ah must
Rockin' Rodney Moore down wit us My nigga Willie you know he down wit us Can’t forget about Reggie 'cause he down wit us My nigga J-Prince you know he down wit us Big Teeth and B-Dub down to bust
And these niggas in this motherfucker down wit us Takin' motherfuckers out is ah must we number one