Welcome
Little boys and girls. You thought n***as was gonna come weak?
n***a this the Mobb fool, uh
I got some k**ers on the payroll, and they know
When it's time to handle business n***a lay low
[Verse 1: Phats Bossalini]
I fight to struggle
Hoping God don't stop my hustle
My fam fight back like wild dogs wit out a muzzle
The shots was muffled
I remember blood puddles
Land of the scand' where n***as fallin in doubles
Maybe couples, I mean the strong k** the weak
Million dollar puzzles, I done placed the last piece
Success is sweet, I put it all back together
Ma** melted cheddar strictly guarded by Berettas, uh
Cash sweet, for the j**els, they get they a** beat
Sweat in my sleep, think they found a way to blast me
Grossly, muthaf**az tried to choke me
Sliced they throat, look in my eyes, die slowly
You owe me, that's for takin it, P
Now what's left to play solely that's for f**in wit me
Listen, in the streets it's a respect thang
Can't tell the tune, let the nine, Tec sing
Mostly 'caine products got sold on my block
Most the nights I slept got awoke by shots
The inner city, I could care less about your pity
I'm Phats Bossin ready to die if you come get me
[Verse 2: Madd Maxx]
Well you can label me an outlaw, it's Madd Maxx turn to set it off
Grab the 9 millimeter by the pistol grip an let it off
Like Dustin Hoff', k**in MC's off wit a vengance
Blow the microphone up and leave it smokin when I'm finished
Popeye on spinach, my n***as been in and done done it
So come to Smoke-a-Lot Records, n***a, you know who run it
I gets blunted 168 hours a week
P tried to creep and get burnt from head to feet
But never sleep on the vocabulary sk**s
Of a n***a that's out to make mills, uh
My n***a Phats Bossalini chills on the block with cash
Got a hundred hidden in the stash, fast to blast
[Verse 3: Numskull]
If it's one thang the n***a hate
It's n***as swangin like chimpanzees
That's why it's no exception
To the sh** these n***as hand me
20 years of struggle
Huddles and plans can't amount to millions bubble
That's why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled
No matter my home, n***a, my home is where I'm hustlin
Wit k**az On The Payroll, makin' up for lost pay loads
The Bay knows, it's hustle-matic til you drop
Stop, look and roll through the cuts lookin for cops
I kept on grinding for three years, too muthaf**in long
And had to cope wit everythang that went wrong
I got the Lord in my life, not 'cause religion
But the fact was a n***a had dreams and visions
Never listened to grown folks, I did my own thang
So muthaf**in what if it's the wrong thang
It's only one rule I live by:
Keep some k**az On The Payroll, n***a, and get your sh** right
[Hook: Phats Bossalini]
I got some k**ers on the payroll, and they know
When it's time to handle business n***a lay low
[Verse 4: Poppa L.Q.]
Presentin more urban tales
Of crack sales and blackmail
And black males peelin black males
I swear these California streets is symbolic to Baghdad
It's sad
They did my comrade bad, smoked him wit the mag
Now he's walkin wit a cane, and wearin a sh** bag
My loc keep me focused got me sporting this rag
With this tragedy added to agony and frustration
Farrakhan himself couldn't stop the retaliation
'Cause his only climax was payback
He let his wounds heal then got more get back
The lo-jack posted up at the gambling shack
Fully strapped wit a Benjamin big faced stack on the attack
Lookin for the a**ailant who put in the work
He swore on the turf he'd put his a**hole in the dirt
'Cause a million soldiers died in this urban street war
Before the d**hs of Biggie and 2Pac Shakur
Is this the effects of being young, black and poor?
Do we genetically have what it takes to endure?
Had k**az lookin for him from Crenshaw to Figueroa
To the O-A-K, 6-9 Ville keeps it real
'Cause men sharpen men like steel sharpen steel
We warriors for the scrill wit' a whole lot of will
And I'm never gonna put down my sword and chill
'Cause I'm out here in these fields with the focus of a drill
Yeah, straight Mobulation affiliation
With enough scrill to put down an a**a**ination
[Hook] - repeat 2X
[Verse 5: Yukmouth]
Uh, uh
Well it's that Ville n***a, that real n***a
That fill n***as wit hot ones
Combined wit L we doubled barreled guns
Motherf**ers best run
f**in around with album numb' two
So, do not be f**in around wit we and we won't f** around wit you
I do hang wit Dru, I do not be f**in wit busta n***as like you
Can't trust n***as in your crew, what to do, I
Don't be drinkin no brew, I
Do get high til I kiss the sky and straight up I ingest in do
Why, do I
Go on the under like True Lies
Shakin these fleas and shoo-flys
Royalties from Noo-Trybe
Got n***as tryin to twist me like screwdrive'
But f** what you claim
We aim Mac 10s
Hoobang and hooride
So who die?
Nobody ever knew
'Cause true
k**az don't f** wit n***as like you
Bumpin your gums bout who got ya threw in the flue
Drunk in the Chev', grabbin your pumpkin head like "Ooooh"
I been the Ice Cream Man since '92 comin through
In the ice cream truck on triple gold shoes, f** some Trues
Vogues give the hoes blues, b**hes choose and lose
Plus I puff indo, fool, how could you refuse?
I do not be f**in wit broke b**hes like you
Only if you knew my game would have you running trains through the crew
I do
But since I got funk wit Dangerous Crew
Some new n***as tryin to step on my shoe
You know who
That n***a got a perm like Dru
Burn like two
Remmies when he perform for you
I do
Kick it wit real n***as from Frisco
That's who?
My n***as from Get Low, the RBL, my n***a Coug
Nut, 11/5
Bump this in your Chev' and ride
Did a show in Reno, about seven died
Muthaf**az startin to ride
But n***as ain't bumpin no 4-TAY
'Cause he too busy (bietch) tryin to smoke some more yay, uh
Hoes say around the Bay 'I knew
He be funny lookin like G-Money, n***a, puffin woos'
Heard you got married to a crack pipe
You need to get some Get Right like Mac Mall
'Cause you act like you can't rap at all
Cappin' jaws are swingin on platinum balls
Won't get flat on your wall
Just get snatched up in a U-Haul
'Cause you'se a b**h n***a like RuPaul
You all think you gonna make money dissin my crew?
But only if you knew, n***a
You f**in wit these Mob n***as fool, uh
[Hook]
I got some k**ers on the payroll, and they know
And they know...