[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

None of you, nuh, betta look at funny

Nuh, you know my name now - ODB



[Chorus x2: Ol' Dirty Bastard (sample)]

As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts (we gon' pop these shots!)

As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts (we gon' pop these shots!)



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

'86 was the year that it started

Crack hit the states, and my hood got to poppin'

Back then, you had to catch it with narcotics

Without a doubt, Brooklyn had the hardest projects

Nowadays, if a nigga say you got it

You be sitting in the county, with like 3 or 4 charges

Young when started, but I had a talent

To get this package off, cuz I took it as a challenge

Til older niggaz game me much as I can handle

Cop the eagle, started jackin' with the green New Balance shit

I'm feelin' clean, I was only thirteen

With the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy Jeans

My name's spelled right on my four finger ring

It was Dirt then, cuz McGirt you ain't seen



[Chorus x2]



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Toe to toe, I scrap with the best

If I spit ten rhymes, nigga, nine gon' connect

If you in front of 1 or 2, I respect

Cuz I probably just forgot, and wrote it strictly for my set

Wu-Tang, man I love my set

Niggaz comin' up here, this is where the G's at

Look here, more money, more problems, my ass

You'se a naive cat, if you still believe that, for real

That's a trick to try to keep you where you at

All content, while niggaz ridin' Bentley's and Maybach

Think I'mma lay back, playa, forget it

First hundred G's, I see, nigga, I'm tryin' to flip it

And that's some real shit, not just a lyric

Drop a couple open cases, not too specific

Niggaz out here tryin' to prove whose the realest

It's ok to pop shit, but come a little different



[Chorus x2]



[Outro: cut up samples]

"ODB" - cut it up

"Recognize I'm a fool, and you lovin' me"