Hit it hard
Yeah, yeah, when I stick it she be like (uh)
Yeah, pimpin, I run up right inside `em, yeah
[Verse One: Sy Scott]
Yo, it goes hey you, guess what, guess who gets what
I snatch baguettes, you get what you get, guess what
Guess what, you get it and forget it like guess what
Guess what get done to special guests that can`t guess what
He goin on when Sy be goin off
In the cross my Squad run tracks like motocross
I write words I read and then re-word `em
Same word, rework `em without re-wordin `em
Word perfect for workin with `em
Workmen do homework, men at work in the network workin system
Yeah, I overwork, work the middle
Work and turn your homework workbook against you
In the range of a roundabout ratio
I merry-go-round around around the radio
Around around and away we go
Everytime Sy bust down then it`s up up away you go
[Chorus: Keith Murray]
Now what do you niggaz think about this
A jam for the streets that you can`t resist
So hustle to this, bang to this
Get your money to this, yeah listen to this
Now what do you bitches think about this
A jam for the clubs that you can`t resist
So shake to this, freak to this
Drink up to this, yeah listen to this
[Verse Two: Erick Sermon]
Uhh, huh
E-Dub, I`m known like the Rucker
Fucker, comin through like a redneck trucker
Nother, man down, call 9-1-1
I stash that so they can`t find my gun
I`m in the woods like hikers, bikers, campers
Antlers, bears snakes and long-leg tarantulas
Uh, E-Dub I got balls
If I get chased pon` de river like Sean Paul, believe it
I`m on the fish neck, like jet-skis
I killed Romeo, along with Jet Li
And messin with the E be incomparable
Get romped like Romper Room, a one man platoon
Oh I say, I`m Andrew Dice Clay
Filthy mouth and also fuck y`all
You wanna get physical we touch y`all
Haters we appreciate the love so - thank you very much y`all
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Keith Murray]
Last but not least, Keith wreck shop comfortably
When I flow, I fuck up your street credibility
Def Squad get busy often
When it comes to chicks we got more tricks than a dolphin
You see the new E-Dub spin when I pull up
Ecko sweatsuit with the hood up
This shit is so hot you could cook an egg on it
So I sunny-side up, buttered toast my opponents
I take the drama to the middle of the street
Or any nigga that`s feelin himself like Tweet
Kid you sonned out, let me speak to your father
Matter of fact, hold these here, and don`t even bother
We come through with the nines poppin
Niggaz get so quiet, you can hear rats pissin on cotton
So you see there`s nothin furthermore to say
Aiyyo Busta, Pass the Courvoiser
[Chorus]
