[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]
They either do it for the views, or they do it for some shoes
I do it for the hood, that get them sort of confused
This is old school morals, sold drugs in plurals
[?] but rather receave [?]
I'm an underground rap god, and I rap hard
Bars is unlimited like a black card
I used to flood the block like a hurricane
[?] your corner, and that's when tarror came
And mama ain't raised no idioet
So bitch, keep the drugs out your pussy when on your peariad
And n***as better take my threats serious
[?] get curious
I used to shoot the block up for practice
That's Alan Iverson style, we talking practice
These movie screen n***as just actors
Only time they should point a gun is when it's backwards

[Chorus: Sami J]
All my n***as gon ride for me
Guarantee they'll die for me
And there ain't no stopping me
We bring that heat

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Straight out the streets of this jungle, n***a
Been getting money, but still remain humble n***a
But if I hit you, guarantee you gon fumble n***a
No touchdown, [?] [?], your cake will crumble n***a
Any situation
Graphic demenstration
They all dead, so I don't think about retalation
My gun will [?] like lightning struck
Yeah I heard of you, but honestly don't give a fuck
My catalogue, I got a list of hits
We are the streets [?] skits
I had [?] in hotels when I was 16
Hard white getting measured on the tripple beam
Then the music came, like Big, it was all a dream
I came outside, I had no drugs to serve the feends
Just my music that [?]
[?]
[Chorus: Sami J]
All my n***as gon ride for me
Guarantee they'll die for me
And there ain't no stopping me
We bring that heat

[Verse 3: Styles P]
Enteligant but I'm ignerent
Bring it to the plug, I don't ever fuck with the middle man
Calm cool n***a, but really filled with adrenalen
After 12:00, I'll probably turn into a Gremlen
Now 22 size, fitted up in the timberland
Tougher than leather, and n***as know that I'm genuian
[?] you'll be missing [?]
I don't want a problem, and you don't want a problem
But you be the cocksucker that they [?]
Pulled them out when [?] droubt
Call my gun Dick [?] whipped it out
[?] I be trippin out
I told Kay, I'm the other slay
Catch a verbal body a day, for every other day
And I can make that shit physical
Rather serve you [?] leave you in critical


[Chorus: Sami J]
All my n***as gon ride for me
Guarantee they'll die for me
And there ain't no stopping me
We bring that heat