(feat. Frank V, Mr. Sancho, OG Spanish Fly, Yogi) [Royal T] Motherfucking chronic Sticky icky Homeboy You want some money? Motherfucker, you're fucking
lookin' Aquafina clear If you don't like it, come dispute it, do your best to disappear Yeah, you know what it is, don't call me Chamillionaire Now the
they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda By way of A-T-L, if you disagree Don't even look at me ho, don't pass go, just go straight to jail With
with the matchin' hats Remember the Real Roxanne remember all (?) Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord Finesse I bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't
of the scanners Not tryna get my frame in a camera Avoid tabloids and front pages Bumps get knocked off and bumped for favors Collect Trump papers with pumps and gauges Royal
good You's a wanna be thug never busting a slug so motha fuck ya hood punk Now onto a bigger hoe named 'Royal T' It's the shadow of your death fool remember
these streets So you don't have to worry bout me, on the creep And I don't want ya ever try to play me cheap 'cause I don't sleep around Because it'
your back in these streets So you don't have to worry 'bout me on the creep And I don't want you ever to try to play me cheap 'Cuz I don't sleep around
with the matchin' hats Remember the Real Roxanne remember all [? ] Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord Finesse I bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't
the break of dawn I'ma keep you in my mind and put you in my next song Ain't nothing wrong with a little bump and grind Like Royal T said you will never
KNOW where they gon' send me (let's go!) You don't! But all the real folk roll with me You won't! So I'm a hold down yo' city You want me, shawty, now
nut in her eye and made her deal with it The straight bump, y'all, yeah you best agree Whatever that sess do don't let you come next to me Mentally, I
at you, these gats blowin at you Personally, don't give a FUCK where you at And an unfamiliar face, you know we like WHO DAT? On point nigga, it ain't
you These gats blowing at you Personally don't give a fuck where you at And an unfamiliar face you know we like who that On point nigga it ain't goin
Spanish Fly, Mad Dog, Maniac it's all the same I be flipping off the cops in my hood, it ain't no thang This some baller shit, bump it loud when you're
(feat. Royal T, Silencer) [OG Spanish Fly] What's up, it's that OG Spanish Fly Chilling with my homeboy Royal T My boy Silencer And we bout to hit a
they stay down, they loyal citizens of zamunda By way of a-t-l; if you disagree Don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail With
at you These gats blowing at you Personally don't give a fuck where you at And an unfamiliar face you know we like who that On point nigga it ain't goin
