(Demon voice)
(Flesh Flesh...) (laughs)
Tough boy you can fake like you hard
But if you ain't rollin' with the Lord
Bigga get your (bitch ass pussy)
Get your ass a hoe card bitch
[Flesh]
Well, hit 'em with the middle ?
creepin' sleepin' competitors nothin' but silence
? Flesh ? I'm soft niggas afraid ? 5th Dawg ?
book of thugs he's so raw raw motherfuck the law
Law get 'em off a your dog ya'll ya'll ?
Ya'll niggas ain't ready for the armaggedon
? In a daze and if you come around my way ? make my day Flesh
Have any mercy not when he cock buckshot feel his ass drunken
? bloodclots ? fill his ass hot slugs when he explode
Now get 'em off poppin' gotta glock flossin' a beam
And call off shots right in between his eye when I hit 'em
With a Nina should've seen his split wig ?
Never want to fuck with my lyrical status can't touch my
And my style you niggas in the game want to talk foul ?
100 proof thugstyle put it down
Sure you want to bite us now (now, uh)
Chorus: Flesh
1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0
we be the heroes souljahs of the new millennium ?
[Afta Maff]
Runnin' with a bullet proof vest and put 'em to rest
When I meet a motherfucker with a fifth of Cal. AK-47
Mac-11, Hollow Points trailin' the bitch
And watch me dip with my trues I fool
Nigga know the rules, rules
[Flesh]
Whatever you do, you do what you gotta do
If you snooze you lose
[Afta Maff]
My niggas be strong with a bullet proof on
I'm checkin' the niggas' claimin' to be thugs
Thinkin' of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains
I'm leavin' the niggas sho' 'cause I don't want to be judged
by a 12 than carry by 6
[Flesh]
I'm a empty the clip and dip
For fuckin' with be
(Flesh Flesh...) (laughs)
Tough boy you can fake like you hard
But if you ain't rollin' with the Lord
Bigga get your (bitch ass pussy)
Get your ass a hoe card bitch
[Flesh]
Well, hit 'em with the middle ?
creepin' sleepin' competitors nothin' but silence
? Flesh ? I'm soft niggas afraid ? 5th Dawg ?
book of thugs he's so raw raw motherfuck the law
Law get 'em off a your dog ya'll ya'll ?
Ya'll niggas ain't ready for the armaggedon
? In a daze and if you come around my way ? make my day Flesh
Have any mercy not when he cock buckshot feel his ass drunken
? bloodclots ? fill his ass hot slugs when he explode
Now get 'em off poppin' gotta glock flossin' a beam
And call off shots right in between his eye when I hit 'em
With a Nina should've seen his split wig ?
Never want to fuck with my lyrical status can't touch my
And my style you niggas in the game want to talk foul ?
100 proof thugstyle put it down
Sure you want to bite us now (now, uh)
Chorus: Flesh
1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0
we be the heroes souljahs of the new millennium ?
[Afta Maff]
Runnin' with a bullet proof vest and put 'em to rest
When I meet a motherfucker with a fifth of Cal. AK-47
Mac-11, Hollow Points trailin' the bitch
And watch me dip with my trues I fool
Nigga know the rules, rules
[Flesh]
Whatever you do, you do what you gotta do
If you snooze you lose
[Afta Maff]
My niggas be strong with a bullet proof on
I'm checkin' the niggas' claimin' to be thugs
Thinkin' of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains
I'm leavin' the niggas sho' 'cause I don't want to be judged
by a 12 than carry by 6
[Flesh]
I'm a empty the clip and dip
For fuckin' with be