[Intro: Ol` Dirty Bastard]
None of you, nuh, betta look at funny
Nuh, you know my name now -- ODB
[Chorus 2X: Ol` Dirty Bastard (sample)]
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts (we gon` pop these shots!)
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts (we gon` pop these shots!)
[Ol` Dirty Bastard]
`86 was the year that it started
Crack hit the states, and my hood got to poppin`
Back then, you had to catch it with narcotics
Without a doubt, Brooklyn had the hardest projects
Nowadays, if a nigga say you got it
You be sitting in the county, with like 3 or 4 charges
Young when started, but I had a talent
To get this package off, cuz I took it as a challenge
Til older niggaz game me much as I can handle
Cop the eagle, started jackin` with the green New Balance shit
I`m feelin` clean, I was only thirteen
With the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy Jeans
My name`s spelled right on my four finger ring
It was Dirt then, cuz McGirt you ain`t seen
[Chorus 2X]
[Ol` Dirty Bastard]
Toe to toe, I scrap with the best
If I spit ten rhymes, nigga, nine gon` connect
If you in front of 1 or 2, I respect
Cuz I probably just forgot, and wrote it strictly for my set
Wu-Tang, man I love my set
Niggaz comin` up here, this is where the G`s at
Look here, more money, more problems, my ass
You`se a naive cat, if you still believe that, for real
That`s a trick to try to keep you where you at
All content, while niggaz ridin` Bentley`s and Maybach
Think I`mma lay back, playa, forget it
First hundred G`s, I see, nigga, I`m tryin` to flip it
And that`s some real shit, not just a lyric
Drop a couple open cases, not too specific
Niggaz out here tryin` to prove whose the realest
It`s ok to pop shit, but come a little different
[Chorus 2X]
[Outro: cut up samples]
ODB - cut it up
Recognize I`m a fool, and you lovin` me
