Yeah that's right, we gon' do it like this and like that Y'knahmsayin, straight from the top Ha ha ha, that's right it's your man Flavor Flav boy OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH snap, yeah like that, like that Yeah, like that, what n***a what We want all the money! That's right we gon' do it like this once again 2005, comin live with no jive That's right, KNOCK KNOCK, KNOCK KNOCK, word Check out the jookz, neighborhood crooks that plot Schemin on a comfortable spot that's got new locks The L train, Friday night 11 PM 2 trucks pulls up, a Caddy, and a BM First n***a, has the Caddy, he was a lookout Second on the pa**enger side, he pulls a oowop The kid in the backseat, was smokin on a stog' Beemer was parked at the rock, ready to roll 11 o'clock, on point, waitin and schemin now Waitin for Flavor to come out, so we can stick him Move up the stairs slow, don't look suspicious Only thing you wanna do is just {?} b**hes Did that weak clown, waitin for {?} time Once set that ain't sh**, {?} slash the tires Cover your face just in case somebody see us If somebody move, send they a** straight to... n***a what, saw the joker jump the turnstile Snucked up behind him, yo {?} you're alone now Grabbed the bag real quick, picked up the cheese {?} was blowin the horn, here come the D's Flashbacks, it's all about last doin a bid Violators paroled from some a**hole's crib That was then, this is now, this is a different story That's right black, cold slapped the employer Gagged his mouth, tied his hands, he's helpless Lucky cause we seemed pretty selfish co*ked the hammer, but they caught the whole jookz on camera That 2005 fire right here They can't front on this It's that real sh** son you know it Aiyyo, aiyyo the gates of hell, call it a jail cell blizzard Waitin and hesitatin and waitin for a visit now The felons is crazy, look at the Timberlands Your name is John, they'll be callin you Quinton Seven six, lights out, fights break out Do you understand what I'm talkin about Ass be caught in the system, you're hoardin the cigarettes Givin out n***a threats, givin out b**h threats You can't escape, you can't face the nightmare Tell the Joe hell no cause they don't fight fair Handcuffs, don't make a man tough They call it justice, but there's just one us - damn! I didn't even want to say it They don't want no labels on us Stay in cla**, don't get kicked out of cla** That's right Flavor boy, back in your face That's right DeVante they can't front on this They can't front on this DeVante, they can't front on this right? Yo they can't front on this, aiyyo Yo Fido, wha**up Fido, they can't front on this? They can't front on this, that's right Holla at your boy, holla at your boy, holla at your boy