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[Intro - Phife Dawg]Lo, Bay, Snag, and PhifeThis is how we hold it down every nightAiyyo it`s Lo, Bay, Snag, and PhifeMoney in our pocket and our chicks is rightAiyyo it`s Lo, Bay, Snag, and PhifeThis is how we hold it down every nightAiyyo it`s Lo, Bay, Snag, and PhifeAiyyo, money in our pocket and our chicks is right[Verse One - Big Lo]There`s a lot of niggas out there that spit that shitAnd there`s alot of motherfuckers that just talk shitBut a nigga like me, I got hundred percent GTo get a homeless nigga come and cop a tape off meI do my thing with the flows, do my thing with the hosAnd my nigga Bay Lloyd keep a fresh pair of bothWhen it`s time to rock raps you better be on your toesIt`s Big Lo, I come through with the murderous rhymesMan, Mike got shit but he ain`t fuckin` with mineChick be like, yo who the fuck left the pussy open?Feelin` fucked up in his skins while he strokin`Mad cause a nigga like me left it openI`m the cat on the low in the hood, who be creepin`Catch me with a hot black chick or a RicanIf shorty blow the spot, fuck it we just won`t be speakin`But trust me she`ll be back by the motherfuckin` weekendCause I stays on my toes when it comes to the freakin`I kick the hot shit that keep my whole team eatin`[ Verse Two - Bay Lloyd]When it comes to rap, I got a arm like a quarterbackThe nigga to but your daughter on the track, and sell her bodyNot stressed for paper, there`s more to rapIt`s the fans, they like to see me pop bottles at every partyGot our band`s website, for fiends to order crackI`m the man of my hood, I thought I told you that, don`t be nervousYou`re worthless, BE ALL YOU CAN BE!Y`all niggas better off joinin` the serviceDon`t hustle y`all baby (mama), why don`t you sell garbageTwelve-twelve fifty eighths, hear me take off like CurtisMayfield, and reach a nigga, stay stillY`all niggas, don`t you know can`t fuck around with Bay`s skillsCome in heavy like Durangos with thick solesI`d rather hair stores sell weave to Kim Coles[Chorus 2x]This here hold it down for Lynden, Bully like what!Runnin` through life and not givin` a fuckGotta get your paper, never mind these slutsThey ain`t goin` nowhere we can always get butt[Verse Three - Snag]Hit the record button Snag`s about to floss logic, tape deckI spit more classics then niggas been raised by poppin` acidNow peep my tactics, flat on they back, without a mattressWhen I go birdy, Snag in the Gucci casketI brought platinum back, but it`s only on the plasticIt`s the fourth quarter, peep the Snag as he stretchesY`all niggas claim you playas but you warmin` up the benchesI back-crack bitches on mats, whip out extensionsHit the box on your backboard, piss on your track boyHijack a car for the landin` and then kill youShea Stadium, on the roof of the PaladiumAnd get head, `til I bob through, this chick is premiumIf any gun`s pulled Snag`ll be the one aimin` `emLettin` off like a menace, all at your fuckin` treeAnd leavin` you careless, Snag said it it`s time to end it[Verse Four - Phife Dawg]Last but not least it`s Mutt RanksNice with the mic and you can take that to the bankKnockin` all you maggots out the park like the YanksFirst nigga on stage, that`s my word he`s gettin` shankedNo longer Phife Dawg, see them bloody days are done withMutty Ranks now! Time that I get on some dumb shitIt`s great goin` solo thats my motherfuckin` word!You know my style Bay, gotta put myself firstAnybody poppin` shit then they get what they deserveWith chicks I get more action than a motherfuckin` verbCome one, come all and you all will get servedCats is hard-headed when the fuck will they learnToo many fraud rappers, I don`t know `bout them I deal withFor those that`s hard of hearin`, G I`ma make you feel itFuck your pot smokin` and your sips of HenneseyThe pussy that you get, what the fuck that mean to me?Handcuff these clowns and the rhymes they be sayin`One smack to the mouth and they know you ain`t playin`When I`m on the mic, son there won`t be no delayin`Them niggas frontin` hard be the same niggas prayin`Knawmsayin`?[Chorus 2x]

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