Fuck dat

Fredro Starr]
Yo! Turn that [bad word] up word up!
Afficial Nasty Niggas.. [bad word] Dat!
Ya niggas is dead [bad word] 
Know what I'm sayin'?
We're payin' my niggaz ' All City 'n [bad word] 
Word up! Yo Mega [bad word] Dat!
Rip that Brooklyn [bad word] [bad word] 
[J. Mega (Fredro Starr)]
What? What? What? What? What? What?
My fleet goals by da creep cold
We blaze y'all won't see those you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new millenium, got me in mo' for killin' 'em
Green backs, I want a mil (of) 'em!
But don't minimum, strictly max out, the ol's put the black out
Niggaz be frontin', we take the back rob
Now stay with that style, original, wanna act wild?
City puttin' cartracks out, as we stack now
We're nuthin' to match out, formula
See it clearly through my corner-ya
This goes out to niggas on the corner, Mega's on ya
Rap performer, no diploma, I'm sippin' on Corona, keep my carpet Coma
The East New York Soldier, what?
 [bad word] Dat! That's the All City [bad word] 
Yo Greg Valentine!)
[Greg Valentine, (Fredro Starr), {Sticky Fingaz}]
Yo, the bees be rushin' like petrees(?)
You better had that bulletproof vest under ya fleece
Then a clever sceam up ya slees, we has to say delease
Between the thugs and the police, [bad word] ll never be peace
Cause holiday, raise ya weights ya hourly rate
We poly for higher states, buyin' fire escapes
See this, criminal life is like a 'roll it in dice'
Niggaz holdin' they ice, wild bust on a slice
Yo it's too often too hot, in this ghetto meldin' pot
Put out these [bad word] [bad word] niggas try to steel what I got
As if, that ain't enough, for Jakes is ratin' the spot
Where we eat at, but tonight that's where they bleed at
That belone her with the flame, throwin' their rain, it's over
Prayed to Jehova, jiggaz up, the game's over
(All City what, All City what?! [bad word] Dat!
Yo Sticky) {wassup [bad word] }( Come here [bad word]  [bad word] Dat!
Let these [bad word] know [bad word] !!) {I want some NEW [bad word] }
(Afficial Nast! What?!!)
[Sticky Fingaz, (Fredro Starr)]
Oh ooh, here the thug come, from out the dungeon
Say goodbye to ya love one, you can't heard from, the dumb dumb
Kickin' WACK [bad word]  I cut out ya tongue son! I'm in this rap [bad word] for the LOVESONG!
Who can stage as soon as the blunt's out? YOU DON'T WANT NONE!
But regardless, readin' WILDEST, you get da MILDEST!
I [bad word] , [bad word]  murder, want charges!
You off getargets, kill any rap artist!
Still hate ya GUTS!, and hope that ya DIE!
If you're not Allah, then yo' [bad word] gotta FRIE!
Soon as life is for a life, without no remorse
You [bad word] up BIG TIME, you should've finished me off [bad word] 
(What?! [bad word] Dat! [bad word] Dat!
Afficial Nast what up?!
Yo Lefty, I got a new [bad word] for ya niggaz!
Yo [bad word] Dat! Step up and [bad word] ...)
[Bubba Smith, (Fredro Starr), {X-1}]
I roll with gat-swingers, that bay arms like tanktops
bunch of problem bringers, that an [bad word] bet ya wanna make your bank stop
Guaranteed to make ya block hot, we runnin' the spots
We're tired of jizzle 'n rocks, we straight up [bad word]  in villains or jachts
Got the Big Apple on smash like mobbs, we're livin' hell really?!
So we just vanish 'n rob, paper tellin' me we all dyin' from a leg docs(?)
So [bad word] it, it's even get it get-got, so what?!
Bring it, I'm closin' now shut, I don't give a [bad word] about gettin' popped
Them thugs probably heard, left these two guns is al lot!
It's my time to go, playa, I'm tryin' to go spittin' you
For the dolies, niggaz just press G-O
While shoot outs, reachin' f