Thug Brothers Funkmaster Flex (Ft. Big Pun & N.O.R.E.)

[Flex]
Yeah, Nore, Big Pun, Funk Flex

[Nore]
A lot of ghetto things goin on right here
Jess West, N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E
FUNKMASTER! Flex, Flex
Big Punisher, Punisher
We on some shit
Thugs ?

Yo, I got no license, two cars but hey
Yo a GS grey, and a CLK
Never, ? so it can lead my way
My first, album was dope but ain't, get no play
We smoked out, with them MLX's
I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan freaks
CNN, yeah this is like our 60th week
Yo Flex, you got the Jeep but now you gettin the peep
Me and you goin platinum, cause you fuckin with me
This is the final chapter, you told me, volume three
Yo, come through, eat niggas like ? you
And tell them bitches in the back, that we wanna fuck too
We at the Mariott, meet us at, 12:02
N.O.R.E., Flex and the Punisher crew
We gonna do it for the ghetto, and the families too
Cause if I had friends, I wouldn't have a two door Benz
I, be on some deep shit, only coppin cheap shit
Thinkin long term, not thinkin on some weak shit
I don't trust, no one now, cause they hate me
Everybody known to snake me, cornflake me
Lately, I concentrated, on my decision
I promised myself, I'd never go back to prison