Chain Gang The LOX (Ft. Black Rob)

[Jadakiss]
Yeah, what the fuck?

[Sheek]
L.O.X. baby
Sheek Louch, Jadakiss, Styles too
Black Rob, what the fuck, all up in this motherfucker

[Jadakiss]
Bad boy
Stay back, nigga

[Sheek]
Ay yo, if it ain't G's you stuffin' in my pocket
Nigga stop it
That bullshit you talking go reherse that at Rockets
Fuck y'all, I pay dues, that nigga with a tattoo
That been hard since motherfuckers was watching Little
Rascals
When I say I bust my shit, you can believe it all the way
On the summer time in some shorts, in somewhere where you'll lay
You could walk still, every block in Yonkers be hostile
With minors that will bust you down faster than cops kill
Niggas selling vests that's been used, falsely accused
That's been shot and you can still see the chest bruise
I die for my 354 niggas, with the young sto' niggas
Lox, all my hardcore niggas
Sheek give it to you, like a bitch with a disease
That got AIDS on her lips so when she talks it bleed
So if you want it, bust It!
And it better not be flares
Or you gonna rot like a dead newborn under the stairs