aww man yeah lenox ave boyz aww man come on yea yeah yo you doin what you doin let s get it starvin and you robbin and you catch a nigga slippin best get em hit em where the good lord split him introduce myself go booth yourself in the far left lane and i m hydro planed and i m slingin my caine don t care how you feel checkin out the truck check the wheels wanna get fucked bitch kneel let me splash in your grill who but me muthafuckin right get it right papi of this motherfuckin thing truck tight rollin with my niggas we ain t lookin for no fights now pop one in your head that s all she said it s time to get head in my mercedes benz chipped up and i ain t even talkin bout my jams clipped up so any nigga frontin gettin banned give em all ten in his chin i m all in move back move back you can t fuck with me huh i m from the clique called n i b next up i believe that s me meeno get it right no descrempancy always keep a weapon see run it ground worth of stones nothin less on me why you stress on me niggas mad cause i stretch my d ya ll dudes want my recipe here s what ya ll do hit the lab write an album or two then i might let you sign my shoe that s just how i do everybody sayin boy too souped up nah i m just hot plus bentley coup d up who put you too busy holdin the stoupe up ya ll fault your broke and not mine stupe a i m like juve i need it in my life got fifty birds flyin in later on tonight rock and i hustle so i get paid twice life is a gamble boy roll your dice who you know spit flows get dough like i in the l a b s motherfucker no lie hit the links i ve seen back in late 95 had to wait for two nine rockin and clickin on both sides of course we gon ride ride over the competition the real has arrived ya ll bitch niggas is finished all i gotta do is nextel tag my lieutenant your whole click will get toe tagged tagged in two minutes this to them fools thinkin they gon catch the god slippin i m always on point and i m always packin my weapon you see me in the club believe me i got the tech in i slipped the dj a guard you slipped it in with the records either you love it or hate it but bet you gon respect it rainbow glow when the lights hit off the necklace i m what you can t be young black rich and wreckless it s the god free and l a b s one two check it  remix huh yeah it s 101 what you know what it is when you hear that harlem fix ya face or smacked in it harlem harlem right here harlem you gon stupid if you don t bounce to this man you gonna only look like a hater huh huh lenox ave boyz what up it s only right they know what it is man remix move back its no touchin me i m from that place called nyc h dub to the death and i don t give a fuck what party it is i m still in the club wearin sweats milk ears with the money colored check ill two step blowin dubs with the best live life most hated with my lenox ave boyz remix move back with grease providing all the noise huh your home boy game so raw and i ain t even gotta say my name no more haters wanna give my name to the law but punchin and kickin to kick us all they can blame you for might catch me in the lac with snaps or lightin sticky green dro with wink and meeno you from the hood and you ain t no coward well me neither and before you step on my sneaker i really think you need to this your boy to the dash same nigga no talkin just result to the mass i stab niggas throw the hawk in the trash peroxide my bullets give the burners a bath three fifty z burnin the ave i m old school i still got the fiends burnin the glass i pull the pump off my waist and dumb in your face i m a little bit too hard for the radios to play i still can spit eighty miles an hour in a verse and my coupe go eighty miles an hour in reverse i let my tool go ya ll niggas just studio killas nigga i mma killa in the studio i got guns that ll hollow a wall point it to your jaw make you swallow it all ya ll niggas want hardcore what the fuck you think the r and full surface and d block is for they ask who s that that s p cardi and what he in what he in he in a fer rari you know i m strapped you know i m strapped i got the heat on me and what i m wearin and what i m wearin a long bigari thinkin i m joe clark nigga try to lean on me but if he is like biggie said he gon bleed niggas ain t hard niggas heart full of creatine but go against that green i go against your brain and don t fuck with me and the kid i ve been a daddy all my life no dro we gon blow that alley all day say what act stupid we gon it crackin here tonight greasin meen on the front with snappy on my right if rap don t work nigga we go to the kitchen those ain t hoes so then you know we ain t pimpin i m on my toes so nigga no i ain t slippin too close hold somethin or now i know cardy didn t and if he know what keep me little think you know i think it later see me and my guns come to just like a waiter you up north singin just like anita baker make up your mind then come and ready feen to meet your maker the man that laugh last will surely laugh harder me have a gonna shut up and eat bars and all of the prankster with them and i for black gangster but drunk when he hop inside in the club gettin tired bitches scatter all around me ready to excite it all these kittens got me flea bitten eatin out my mitten i m comin off top my moves are unwritten now slitter to the snake in the spring time wither but strong on my own wu tang i m forever women desirin jobs is hiring money admiring never keep tiring rhymin ain t nothin the easiest job ever and i m doing mine holdin it together while money quadruple from playin the cripple drinkin from a titty nipple sippin on ripple blunt keep on flippin from keep gettin dippin the mic i m rippin the record skippin the pussy drippin the wet got me slippin the bitch i m strippin i m platinum shippin 