The midnight two cop bodies on my heat Walk the with a motherfuckin straight face Little shorty flip the huh on any punk ass nigga or The little brown skin buddha sucker motherfucker I dwell in Hell (yea yea) I got the shit that make you wanna a body quick Fuck em up em down Queensbridge style Street corner thug my title neighborhood Noreaga was my (yea) So what you do nigga My knuckle game brought me fame in the hallways I got mad props, for killin Little shorty hood, a little nigga no My twenty-five a ton so run I'm cockin back on your black ass B and it's like
em out kid, stomp em out (4X)
Throw on my hoodie, niggaz lit the Phillie I put a fuckin cap in the neighborhood What now, coward ass - you ain't tough jax, I'ma call your motherfuckin bluff Niggaz that get me vexed Son got the mac, got the tec I'm catchin body baggin like deez up Town ? the ki's, twenty-three G's the way bustin pills by the fuckin pound (??) kid, you know I got dat Jump in the hooptie, up my loot deep ? on my vest in case niggaz wanna me Niggaz blazin at my ride, but I don't give a cause I retaliate, the bullshit two-five It's right, that I represent Sip on the E&J, straight fuck around and get mega Me and my crew, for days up the stage like a motherfuckin heat wave Learn to maintain, less on the brain Niggaz try to front, but they know my name Straight from the Bridge, yeah, you my style kid I have you like a twenty-five to life bid
[ragga chatta - can't it out]
[Big Blowin out the frame, yes it's part of the game If your style ain't fit, you need to flip the and get on it, you might think it's all about bullshit But shit get real, a mac and two clips Niggaz a hoodie, hmm, somethin's up Thought you heard a scream, and next I heard a Bow, I down, one knee on the ground I out the glock and Twin pull out the four pound Shit is real rocks on the block If you carry G's you got to carry a glock and go all out, get down for your crown, don't around Nigga tried to front, me get beat down and turn around get popped the glock in a sec while your man got the tec to his neck You know my kid, you know I'm wild kid Don't try to front that make me flip and a damn bid from the 'Bridge, you know how it is My name is Big Noyd, em out kid
[Mobb chorus while Big Noyd speaks] KnowhatI'msayin? Big Noyd in the house Representin from the Queensbridge My man Big Twin, knahmsayin, Vic ?? that it goin keep it goin keep it goin Keep it goin it goin keep it goin Keep it goin it goin keep it goin Keep it flowin it out Shout out to my Goodfella We got my man ?, G ??, knahmsayin? Stomp em out, stomp em out, em out