BK To LA (feat. M.O.P.)

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

M.O.P., uhh, X to the Z

Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do it

One time, X, where you at my nigga? Fiyaah

I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapes

Shoot five times to the sky, gimme some space

I got y'all, runnin' in place, cut to the heart of the subject

Mash out niggaz, straight from the gutter you love it

Ain't nothin above it, we stomp y'all religiously

Watchin' paper thugs tryin' to hide behind the industry

From here to infinity, love thy enemy

Niggaz got the knowledge but don't know the chemistry

All inside your baseball hat and kneecaps

With baseball bats, 'til fame hit you with me till mini-mac

Full body black fatigues, lungs black from weed

In black limo tinted SUV's with Bill

Still, world, famous

The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we're

Heartless and painless, it's dangerous to strangers

That try to change us, knowin' we're anxious to flame 'em

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you

We cockin' them thangs

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you

We ready to bang

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?

Watch where you aim

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you

We cockin' them thangs

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you

We ready to bang

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?

Watch where you aim

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D

From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G

M.O.P., and X to the Z

Is a friend of our family, yeah my nigga

For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore players

I rub you under your face with single-edged razors

Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men

Grip quick, cock squeeze and Level Men to settle it

From L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L.A

Persistent and insistant on doin' it our way

Do you really wanna fuck with Danze?

When he comin' with them thugs in the van

Double clutch in his hands, my nigga

Make the world flame, face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster

Y'all niggaz akin to God and gangsters

It's the M dot, to the O dot, to the P

With X to the Z hot, what's happenin'?

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you

We cockin' them thangs

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you

We ready to bang

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?

Watch where you aim

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you

We cockin' them thangs

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you

We ready to bang

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?

Watch where you aim

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater

Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later

Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it

Look alive, these streets is complicated

Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater

Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later

Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it

Look alive, these streets is complicated

You got problems with us? Start poppin'

I get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop it

Let's move on 'em, must move on 'em

Rush in, gun-bustin', black seven plus tools on 'em

Never snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'em

I send you to God with no shoes

Clueless, real G's run this, we rule this

If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this

No question, no half-steppin'

Streets is my profession, heat in my possession

Hollow-tips is the answer; look around you see the signs

Say, "No Smokin'", but our guns got cancer

Yeah, 'cause I'm not, what you thought I was

Like my career was gon' fade like a fuckin' buzz

Raise the stakes high, I solidify

The grip that I keep on shit, get off my dick

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you

We cockin' them thangs

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you

We ready to bang

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?

Watch where you aim

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you

We cockin' them thangs

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you

We ready to bang

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?

Watch where you aim

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga