[Fat Joe talking] (Mack 10) 
Yeah Terror Squad motherfucker! 
(And the Hoo Bangin affiliates.) Uh huh. 
I know you ain't think you was gon see this niggas. 
(Nope.) East coast west coast. (It's all the same.) 
Joey Crack Big Pun Mack 10. 
(Speak on it Joe.) 
Haha niggas what! 

[Fat Joe] 
At times I feel like blastin myself endin it all 
Niggas on my same team be prayin I fall 
Tellin the feds, that I'm still cappin the raw 
Know all about the stash box on the floor of my Porshe 
Boy George-in it, livin the life of the fortunate 
Show you how warm my fuckin coffee get 
My crew often get the blame for hideous crimes 
Why do niggas stay platinum with the shitiest rhymes? 
Can't call it, all these niggas claim that they ballin 
But it appears your empire's fallen 
Fuckin with Joe and Pun, real niggas since day one 
The same cats you get ?terroria? from 
East coast, west coast, man it's all the same 
Niggas won't know shit till they feel the flame 
It's still insane, since the flow track 
Blowin your whole back, with the mack, we'll let ya know black 

[Hook:] X 2 
It's all about weight, work, guns, yay 
Real motherfuckers chase dough and don't play 
Y'all motherfuckers don't move, we don't spray 
Big Pun, Fat Joe, Mack 10 baby 

[Big Punisher] 
Check what you never thought 
Pun and Joe, the kings of Nueva York 
Spittin thoughts with twin, Mack 10 the chicken hawk 
We the truest cuz killers walk in muddy boots 
Once my dogs cut me lose, that's a bullet in your bubblygoose 
Fuck is you talkin like you crazy 
Barkin like you eighty 
Or have you crawlin, walkin like a baby 
Don't try to play me cuz I'm not a playa 
Hey yo I shot the place up and pass the heat off like a hot potatoe 
I'm out to make a million dollies but still I'm rowdy 
So I hope it happen rappin before I have to kill somebody 
That's how it is in the stone jungle 
If you known to own a bundle guaranteed nigga gon mug you 
And no one love you when you broke as shit, focus kid 
Commercials don't lie, thirsty to die? Coke is in 
Blow your life away, that's a big price to pay 
You coulda been teachin your kid how to ride his bike today 

[Hook] X 2 

[Mack 10] 
I hit the la la, and grab the ya ya 
And if y'all don't get him, I promise I'll try 
Hoo Bangin affiliates is the williest so the silliest 
Really get to see just how fast the nine milly spit 
Mack 10, Big Pun and Joey Crack 
Real niggas push big weight and big sacks 
Y'all said it was cool, I got to ok this 
I usually want paytons, y'all bring the scale so we can weight this 
It better be pure, hope you ain't got a birdie mix 
Hey yo, put it up there, and make sure it's all 36 
I hope you can count nigga, better be precise 
If it ain't all there that's your dope and your life 
From the school of hard knocks, Inglewood to the Bronx 
We hit the blocks and cook the rocks in forty blocks 
Hit doja like we supposed to, sippin on Hen 
TS and Mack 10, so let the games begin 

[Hook] X 2