[background]
(Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle
Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse
Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out
Bring it on, and I'ma show you gangsta)

[lapses over]
Yeah...ughh...right back at you [bad word] ...ughh...yeah..

[Verse 1]
Yo, Yo, I stand alone in this cold world, could you believe that?
I've seen some good men get blown over G-packs
In the Bronx where it's known to hear the heat clap
And live niggaz get it on with the D-techs, [bad word]  my life's legendary
If I wrote down all in a book it would be very scary
What you know 16 be missin' Benzes
Rope chain down to my [bad word]  the beef looks tremendous
Me and my niggaz flip holes in [bad word] Back then, when I wouldn't even pose for [bad word] A-YO, you can ask dapadan who was the man
Back in 88, every other week tricked 30 grand
Even my [bad word] wore Gucci and Louie
My peeps already in the crowd looking for groupies to [bad word] me
Exit the club, about to [bad word] up the block now
With the taj, stay frontin' with top down
See me in that new thing with my fiancee [bad word] so fat, making you say "Muchos GRANDE"
Don't blame me, blame them, the white folk
For giving me ten mil, for possessin' the tight flow
WHOA
 [bad word]  repeat 2X]
Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle
Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse
Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out
Bring it on, and I'm show you gangsta

[Verse 2 (lapse over [bad word] ]
Yeah, yeah, uh, yo, blow half your head off, leave you with brain damage
He got his [bad word] rocked cause he didn't pay homage
It's the Don of this rap [bad word]  go on with that wack [bad word] Heard you walked the dorm in a thong on your last bid
Joey Crack is, the most official
Toke the pistol for those who appose the issue
I hope I convinced you to back up, really you acted up, believe me
I could EASILY GET YOUR [bad word] TOUCHED
And that sucks, ain't nobody could [bad word] with this
Bullet shook could make you take a bucket of [bad word] [bad word]  your lips
Got the fifth stuck in your ribs, don't make me...
Splash your lungs right in front of your kids
I'm a basketcase, don't ever give this [bad word] space
Or I'ma have your [bad word] erased
I'm from the Bronx amongst [bad word] cops, we mothered this rap [bad word] But still don't get enough props
All I hear is "Gangsta" you ain't build like that
Don't make me have to pull a tool and really tilt your cap
I'm from crills to crack
You've been dealin' with rap
You ain't [bad word] the streets, now I'm revealing your act
What the [bad word]  [bad word]  repeat 2X]
Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle
Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse