Rolling 200 Deep V DJ Kay Slay (Ft. DJ Doo Wop, Grandmaster Melle Mel, Mic Geronimo, Ms. Hustle, Nino Man, Paul Wall, Ransom, Ras Kass & Shoota93)

[Verse 37: Paul Wall]
Shit, them popped off, the knockoffs get knocked out
The top boss, I sock it in your snob mouth
Do not cross, I'll have you leaking hot sauce
Slay tell the coroner, they bound to bring the chalk out
In H-Town, put them drops out, top off
Slop chop, I’m ridin' getting topped off
Tell them cowards, tryna drop south, stop now
200 MC's, you bums getting boxed out

[Verse 38: Nino Man]
Look, I’m Nino Man, that Harlem kid you all know
They don't care who around, I stand out like Waldo
I'm in the Carlo with arms big as Kintaro
Even the frauds know what's poppin' like Jack Harlow
They don't wanna put in work, they just want the benefits
I was using benefits, trappin' out of the tenements
Target citizens 'cause they keep on tellin’ me syndicate
Caught red-handed, I was still jackin’, I'm innocent

[Verse 39: Mic Geronimo]
If you wanna talk it out, I’m guessin' it all matters
And we can chop it up like some maxes and jackhammers
First taste of power, we knew what the game had us
Like the first piece of pussy we ever got on a mattress
Had it rollin', it started, you better watch me
A hundred new cons, I'm my own Luca Brasi
And they worse than them Nazis was
I got my finger on the button, care to stop the bus