Stomp Em Out

The midnight murder two cop bodies on my heat

Walk the street with a mother****ing straight fac

Little shorty flip the script huh on any punk ass niggas or bitche

The little brown skin buddha sucker little mother****e

I dwell in

Juvenile Hell (yea yea)

I got the shit that make you wanna catch a body quic

**** em up bust em down

Queen bitchridge styl

Street corner thug my title neighborhood partygoer

Noreaga was my idle (yea)

So what you wanna do nigga

My knuckle game brought me fame in the project hallways

I got mad props, for killin cops

Little shorty hood, a little nigga no goo

My twenty-five weighs a ton so run

I'm ****ing back on your black ass

B and it's like that

Stomp em out kid, stomp em out (4X)

Throw on my hoodie, when niggas lit the

PhillieI put a ****ing cap in the neighborhood bully

What now, coward ass mother****er - you ain't tough

Fakin jax,

I'ma call your mother****ing bluff

Niggaz that violate get me vexed

Son got the mac,

Noyd got the tec

I'm catchin body baggin niggaz like deez up

Town ? the ki's, flippin twenty-three

G'sAround the way bustin pills by the ****ing pound(??)

Yeah kid, you know

I got datJump in the hooptie, countin up my loot deep? on my vest in case niggaz wanna shoot me

Niggaz blazin at my ride, but

I don't give a **** cause

I retaliate, with the bullshit two-five

It's only right, that

I represent

Sip on the

E&J, straight mother****ing around and get mega bent

Me and my crew, wild for days

Burn up the stage like a mother****ing heat wave

Learn to maintain, less stress on the brain

Niggaz try to front, but they know my mother****ing name

Straight from the

Bridge, yeah, you know my style kid

I have you shook like a twenty-five to life bid[ragga chatta - can't make it out][Big Noyd]

Blowin niggaz out the frame, yes it's part of the game

If your style ain't fit, you need to flip the script and get on it, you might think it's all about that bullshit

But shit get real, with a mac and two clips

Niggaz with a hoodie, hmm, somethin's up

Thought you heard a scream, and next

I heard a buck

Bow, I knelt down, one knee on the ground

I pull out the glock and

Twin pull out the four pound

Bullshit is real spraying rocks on the block

If you wanna carry

G's you got to carry a glock and go all out, get down for your crown, don't **** around

Niggaz tried to front, believe me get beat down and turn around get popped with the glock in a sec while your man got the tec to his mother****ing neck

You know my style kid, you know

I'm wild kid

Don't try to front that make me flip and catch a damn bid

Representin from the '

Bridge, you know how it is

My name is

Big Noyd, stomp em out kid[Mobb Deep chorus while Big Noyd speaks]

KnowhatI'msayin?

Big Noyd in the mother****ing house

Representin from the

Queen bitch ridge housing

My man Big

Twin, knahmsayin,

Vic Nice?? like that

Keep it goin keep it goin keep it goin

Keep it goin keep it goin keep it goin

Keep it goin keep it goin keep it goin

Keep it flowin check it out

Shout out to my mother****ers

GoodfellaWe got my man ?,

Rapper G??, knahmsayin?

Stomp em out, stomp em out, stomp em out