Intro: (sampled)
Calling the Police
Calling the G-men
Calling all americans to war on the underworld
All I need is money, and I'm getting that money tonight
Lil' Fame:
Let's take a slide through the ill side of town with this B-Boy
Watch out for Jake, snakes and decoys
Streets keep you p-noid
Everyday's a new game
We do thangs for new thangs
This kid got stopped for like three G's and two chains
Yo, I know about these streets I was raised in
In my crib I heard villians outside blazin'
Mad shots was poppin' and, I see visions of droppin' men
Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on Hopkinson
That's why this "Downtown Swinga"
Rusckus bringa be packin' bangers
That make your whole world shit out of clothes hangers
It's only one life to give in, get in where ya fit in
The fo'-fo' will cold push ya shit in
So keep your gun breezed for fucking with these
New York Desperadoes, we'll bust open your head like avocadoes
Heavy artillery in my facility
For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz
Chorus: (Teflon)
Yo whatup? (Ain't nuttin') Is it real? (Yeah, son)
What's today's mathematics, nigga? STICK TO YA GUNZ!
What's the word? (Ain't nuttin') Is it real? (Yeah, son)
What's today's knowledge of self? STICK TO YA GUNZ!
Billy Danze:
The most beautyfullest thing in the world is a fo'-fo' Desert Eagle
(Nigga) THAT SHIT IS DIESEL!
Lethal hollow point slugs bust through any objects
Squeeze it at rapid fire, clear the whole projects
I ain't gonna be beefin' or eyein you
Silently I move violently
Me, ain't no reliable see
I been chasin' and lacin' tough guys for days
Finding ways to erase them, and blaze them in the grave
If
Calling the Police
Calling the G-men
Calling all americans to war on the underworld
All I need is money, and I'm getting that money tonight
Lil' Fame:
Let's take a slide through the ill side of town with this B-Boy
Watch out for Jake, snakes and decoys
Streets keep you p-noid
Everyday's a new game
We do thangs for new thangs
This kid got stopped for like three G's and two chains
Yo, I know about these streets I was raised in
In my crib I heard villians outside blazin'
Mad shots was poppin' and, I see visions of droppin' men
Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on Hopkinson
That's why this "Downtown Swinga"
Rusckus bringa be packin' bangers
That make your whole world shit out of clothes hangers
It's only one life to give in, get in where ya fit in
The fo'-fo' will cold push ya shit in
So keep your gun breezed for fucking with these
New York Desperadoes, we'll bust open your head like avocadoes
Heavy artillery in my facility
For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz
Chorus: (Teflon)
Yo whatup? (Ain't nuttin') Is it real? (Yeah, son)
What's today's mathematics, nigga? STICK TO YA GUNZ!
What's the word? (Ain't nuttin') Is it real? (Yeah, son)
What's today's knowledge of self? STICK TO YA GUNZ!
Billy Danze:
The most beautyfullest thing in the world is a fo'-fo' Desert Eagle
(Nigga) THAT SHIT IS DIESEL!
Lethal hollow point slugs bust through any objects
Squeeze it at rapid fire, clear the whole projects
I ain't gonna be beefin' or eyein you
Silently I move violently
Me, ain't no reliable see
I been chasin' and lacin' tough guys for days
Finding ways to erase them, and blaze them in the grave
If