(feat. Ty Nitty of Infamous Mobb) 



[Intro: Prodigy] 

Word, word, word, permit, permit, permit 

Ay word, word, word, yea, permit, permit 

It's simply time to spank niggaz 

It's time to spank these niggaz 

Permit, permit, permit 

Ay word, word, word 



[Verse 1: Prodigy] 

Listen, if it's war me and my dunns gon' come through 

We gon' be right there, we gon' lay for you 

And we gon' make sure you pay for that shit you pulled 

Eyy'day, we gon' graveyard shift for you 

We gon' take turn stakin' your crib, watchin' your moves 

Calculatin' your steps, plottin' on your head, dunn 

How you gon' leave a job half done 

How you gon' buck my man and walk around like you did sumin' 

Like he don't got family dukes 

Like we ain't gon' ride for his gun shot wounds 

My nigga took two in his lungs, one in his face 

And you gon' pay the ultimate toll for his pain 

And I don't give a fuck about them motha'fuckin' goons you got 

All time niggaz get shot, be in Brooklyn, Manhattan 

Queens and the Bronx, Long Island, Staten Island 

Now let's get it on! 



[Chorus 1: Prodigy] 

C'mon let's be men about things 

When my gun bangs and you hit 

Don't snitch, don't squeal 

Niggaz wanna buck their gun 

But when they get touched they tell 

Even if I'm layin' on my death bed 

On my way outta here, dawg 

I won't talk, I won't tell, I won't squeal 

I'ma just make sure niggaz get peeled 

Somebody get killed 



[Verse 2: Havoc] 

Yo, yo, uh-huh, yo, um, yo, yo 

It's amazin' how these homo niggaz talk like bitches 

Claim they're thug, get bagged, now switch position 

Don't know a nigga behind them closed doors 

Is he talkin'?, or keep it gangsta at all? 

Mouf tight, who gives a fuck, let them pin that murder 

Knows nothin' about nothin', it won't go no further 

They could catch me red handed with the smokin' burner 

Most of y'all niggaz, probably fold and shiver 

Like a bitch that couldn't even hold a ligger 

But when that ass hit the block, that ass is gon' get sicker 

'Cause um, we don't play those games 

Fuck around, probably gave the D's a list with our Government names 

Got a slug with your name on it and the date on it 

Niggaz wanna snitch, it's only right I hate on it 

I'ma give that ass and I put weight on it 

That motha'fucka empty shit, yea we on it 



[Chorus 2: Prodigy] 

C'mon let's be men about things 

When my gun bangs and you hit 

Don't snitch 

'Cause when I layed in the emergency and D's came to question me 

I ain't speak 

Even when I'm layin' on the death bed 

On my way outta here, dawg 

I won't talk, I won't tell, I won't squeal 

I'ma just make sure heads get peeled 

Niggaz get killed 



[Verse 3: Ty Nitty] 

Yo, yo, yo, yo 

When it was time to ride, we rode 

Emptied out and reload 

I was tryin' to hit 'em in his dome 

Likely I didn't, but I think I hit 'em 

That nigga ain't dead, so we ain't done wit 'em 

He must be out of his fuckin' mind 

Fuckin' wit mine, now that nigga gotta get it one mo' time 

Word to my mother, it's on when he recover 

He bucked my dunn, now it's gon' repercussion 

Man that nigga get himself in somethin' deep 

For thinkin' somethin' sweet 

Now I'ma peel his fuckin' meat 

If he ain't tell the cops already 

It's time for you to go, whether or not you're read 

'Cause I love my niggaz, so I ride for my niggaz 

And if it gotta be then I'll die for my niggaz 

And if they can't live unless if I get you 

Then I guess I gotta do what I gotta do, fo' real