[Intro]
All the real badman dem' step forward
We are gonna smash it
Put, put up your hand in the air (Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, what the fuck)
Put, put up your hand in the air (Yeah, yeah)
Put, put up your hand in the air (Yo, yeah, yeah, check)
Put, put up your hand in the air (Yo, ayo)
[Verse 1]
Play dirty after hours round cutties where they snortin' shit (Yeah)
Now my sound buzzin' round offices
Live from New York where crimies'll clap the pork off a officer (Uh, uh, uh)
Sad that the one to betray you is who you often trust
You lost in lust, blinded by the light I illuminate (Yeah)
You light cruiser weight, fifty-twos bust through your facе
No surprise, tell by your vibe that you was fakе
But those guys I don't coincide, I move away (Fuck outta here)
Do what you do but you can't fuck with nothing I do display
I'm still gettin ill, breakin' necks in the Kumite (Uh huh)
Now I upgraded, the greatest with a newer wave
Muggs threw the uzi and he said "come through and spray" (Brr)
The whole crowd, all you see is bodies and a smoke cloud
I been killin' shit, that's why the flow so foul
Went from prisoner to popular, your hoe know now (Aha)
You got to run a profit up, it's lookin oh so wild
You fools got over with a so-so style, that shit is over now (Niggas fake)
I'll lap you three times, bow down, salute the golden child
All the real badman dem' step forward
We are gonna smash it
Put, put up your hand in the air (Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, what the fuck)
Put, put up your hand in the air (Yeah, yeah)
Put, put up your hand in the air (Yo, yeah, yeah, check)
Put, put up your hand in the air (Yo, ayo)
[Verse 1]
Play dirty after hours round cutties where they snortin' shit (Yeah)
Now my sound buzzin' round offices
Live from New York where crimies'll clap the pork off a officer (Uh, uh, uh)
Sad that the one to betray you is who you often trust
You lost in lust, blinded by the light I illuminate (Yeah)
You light cruiser weight, fifty-twos bust through your facе
No surprise, tell by your vibe that you was fakе
But those guys I don't coincide, I move away (Fuck outta here)
Do what you do but you can't fuck with nothing I do display
I'm still gettin ill, breakin' necks in the Kumite (Uh huh)
Now I upgraded, the greatest with a newer wave
Muggs threw the uzi and he said "come through and spray" (Brr)
The whole crowd, all you see is bodies and a smoke cloud
I been killin' shit, that's why the flow so foul
Went from prisoner to popular, your hoe know now (Aha)
You got to run a profit up, it's lookin oh so wild
You fools got over with a so-so style, that shit is over now (Niggas fake)
I'll lap you three times, bow down, salute the golden child
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