Intro: 
What! What! What! What! 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

What! What! What! What! 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

Hook: (repeat 2x) 
Aiyyo, who slam harder? 
Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!) 
All my thugs gettin dollas(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!) 
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!) 
Slam Harder! 

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Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

[Sonsee] 
Aiyyo we back in the e-zay 
The game is over, it's a rap 
It's a ree-zay, straight like dat 
It's a good look, we put 
Hardcore on the map, ten years to be exact 
Still throwin' up gats 
See a thug on the (???), and chicks dig that 
While we rep for them streets 
Where them guns play at 
So +back the [bad word] up+ [bad word]  [bad word] through, get ya slam on 
Y'all the hardest niggas in rap 
Ya dead wrong, y'all the niggas sittin on 20's, with no gas money 
Y'all niggas think I sounded like pump, who gas money 
Like you really pop shots in the club 
You only pop bottles of bub' 
Y'all ain't got no real street love 
To the death, to the ghetto 
My kids with heavy metal, on the everyday hustle 
Never ready to settle, uh 
Back together, with the, classic terror 
Onyx, back forever, bustin', gats together, WHAT! 

What! What! What! What! 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

Hook: (repeat 2x) 
Aiyyo, who slam harder? 
Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!) 
All my thugs gettin dollas(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!) 
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!) 
Slam Harder! 

What! What! What! What! 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

[Fredro Starr] 
Bigger than the streets' anthems, you stealin' the flow 
Reppin' other people's money and we takin' ya doh 
My killas the grimiest, we keep it the gulliest 
We leave you the bloodiest, cuz we be the hungriest (GRRRR) 
Hear that? Hunger pains, that's the things that'll numb your brain [bad word] ya change, it's not a threat, it's a promise 
I even got my St. Louis niggas, claimin' haters offa Onyx 

What! What! (We Back!) What! What! 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

Hook: (repeat 2x) 
Aiyyo, who slam harder? 
Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!) 
All my thugs gettin dollas(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!) 
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!) 
Slam Harder! 

What! What! What! What! 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!) 
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!) 

[Sticky Fingaz] 
You wanna know the [bad word]  
Take a look in my eye 
Like +BIG's+ first album, I'm +Ready to Die+ 
It's Sticky Fingaz, you already know who I am 
The minute I reached out and touched the whole (???) 
Cuz it's the streets, I lived through it 
It's more than music, whatever I'm spittin' on, I put my life into it 
Got a representation on the streets of keepin' it rough 
There's just too many of us, you [bad word]  you get busts 
What! Big [bad word]  chrome rims spinnin', and mad faced niggas 
Got money so now we grinnin' 
Pull your sticks out, we the group you listen to, kid! 
Niggas told me my music helped em' through they bid 
I'm the voice of the ghetto, the heart of New York 
fiend will give his last hit, just to hear me talk 
Niggas paid for their mistakes, (???) to Christ 
That's right motherf