[Intro...] Floss a lot, Young Boys Incorporated, Holiday Styles,
From the Big Apple to the Motor City
Bring in that cash

$#&@ is you doin'.........

[P Styles...]

You will, pull up a gun or pull up a chair
It's a gangster and a gentlemen
I'll pull up your ear

I got guns for centuries, bullets for years
Only tatoos im missin' is a couple of tears
I got ^!$$%z that'll die for me, I do the same for them

Anything so that the team can win
Around my way they call me green beret
Cuz when it comes to the war, ^!$$%z know I bust my thing for days

And I won't touch the kids or the older folks
So my dope don't have to close (overdose)
I aint nuthin but a !@$( inmated

Move my work
It come to my gun, im on clappa to spray
Im with the Young Boy's Incorporated, Holiday Styles, Floss A Lot to the 4th you bayed in


[Floss A Lot...] My ^!$$%z we from the gutta' we hustle to get this fast money
Posted on the block and hoping we get some cash money

But whats funny ^!$$% ti'll the last breath of me, it's Young Boy's ima' rep it to the death of me

[Royce...] (yeah!) In the streets we give em' what they been askin' (askin') for

^!$$%z only be rappin' (rappin') raw
Triggaz clickin' and clackin (clackin)
Won't ya'll get in ^!$$% we mashin (mashin)


[Floss A Lot...]
Im on the block where them hustlers bubble em'

Wait for customers
Cookin untill it c'rock up, just waitin to heat the block up
Waitin for Heath the poppa, but leavin a ^!$$% shot up

Cuz hes shortin on his dick n' man, you better get him (uh huh)
I push the off at the color of cream
But man that stay flippin like gymnastic teams

I know these gay ^!$$%z who won't even blast a thing
I know some broke ^!$$%z who couldn't get rich in they dream
And yeah im a husla', so Bush is my idol

Go ahead knock me, give me charges, i'll beat em' like Michael
Im sendin' ^!$$%s to the ER, they seein' they vitals
Or they might not even make it, they'll be dead on irrival because

$#&@in' with me, i'll blast you maybe
Put your $$# in the garbage like Brenda's babies
Since the 80s, ive been known for the problems

Now I know how to solve em'
??? Three ????


[Royce...] My ^!$$%z we from the gutta' we husstle to get this fast money
Posted on the block and hoping we get some cash money
But what's funny ^!$$% ti'll the last breath of me, M.I.C. Ima' rep it to the the death of me


[Floss A Lot...] In the streets we give em' what they been askin' (askin') for
^!$$%z only be rappin' (rappin') raw

Triggaz clickin' and clackin (clackin)
Won't ya'll get in ^!$$% we mashin (mashin)


[Royce]
To all that I see I take
I got a preoccupation with being as great as B.I.

Put in your cars, get you to seat
Cuz we operate like a kiosk (we fly!)
Here's your receipt

I just went over your head I know (he ha!)
Peep I bring em' out on you asap like T.I.
(????Pick a clown rapper the shots hits rehits song???)

It's a rap, rap it or not
It is on
Nickel Nine back on the block to Jack in the Box

Say bye to that can of $$#, whoop and twist is all
Spit coats of lava
All lines from Heaven (they deep)

Like a ocean dive off 9/11
They sleepin'
No survivors Saddam Osama me
The dopest rhymer with posse jeeps
Bulley you, I ain't tryin' to beef

But im buyin whoever im sleepy
Especially if I in this D.....P

[Floss A Lot...] My ^!$$%z we from the gutta' we husstle to get this fast money
Posted on the block and hoping we get some cash money

But whats funny ^!$$% ti'll the last breath of me, it's Young Boy's ima' rep it to the death of me

[Royce...] My ^!$$%z we from the gutta' we husstle to get this fast money
Posted on the block and hoping we get some cash money
But what's funny ^!$$% ti'll the last breath of me, M.I.C. Ima' rep it to the the death of me


[Floss A Lot...] In the streets we give em' what they been askin' (askin') for
^!$$%z only be rappin' (rappin') raw
Triggaz clickin' and clackin (clackin)
Won't ya'll get in ^!$$% we mashin (mashin)