Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha'Fucka's think they know us)

G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie!

Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath!

Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo!

Mutha'fucka!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow!

Someone betta' tell them so. . .

[Swifty McVay]

You don't me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me

Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain't family?

I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that's behind me

Witness the most potest' furocious niggas that rhyme

These bitches turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did shit

When you rappin' never mix bussiness up with your friendship

If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo'?

niggas's don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codes

Far as static, I automaticly get medieval

When i'm after people, then i'll explode you bitches with C-4

These hoe's, have no insurance, bodies get repo'

Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close

Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat

If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close

nigga's pupils that's what I do, i'm foolish will shoot you

Cuz' i'm coo-coo, But I don't think niggas can take in heat tho'

(Chours x2)

[Kon Artist]

See i'm a man, and a man gon' do what he gotta do

And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you

If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do

And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you


I don't give a fuck, i'm quick to blaze chronic

Smoke on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonic

Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to 'Nuns and Wifes

Now who the fuck want to fight?

Ain't nobody fucking with me, Ain't nobody fucking with the D'

They get beat like a M-P

You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs

You heard about Proof w