Intro:

Yeswho's that? boo-ya who's that in the place to be

Sadat x reppin' with the o.g.c. (gun clappaz)

For my peoples throughout the pj's got my man

Black reppin' from back in the day

X files and you know the storm

Homies loc now it's on so you've been warned

Dru ha where you at? (yeah yeah)

O.g. where you at? 



Hurricane starange:

Now who's the bearer of bad news on crews

When I drop the jewels on fools they say "who? "

Give me my props before I quickly pass the tek to steele

Niggas want record deals without even having skills

(yo it's ill) how headz still ain't ready

Down with the fab 5 without the freddy

But deadly perfect ready to wreck any

Bootcamps the best host from east to west coast

Far from fool make moves like spies in trench coats



Sadat x:

Like this like thatI'm tired of all y'all crab ass rappers

Bucktown home of the original gunn clappaz

Use to be on ocean by the street empire

See my man buckshot on bushwick day back in 9th

On the uptown blocks of harlem is where you'll find me

Louievill slug the piece with the top dawg

Strangle that ass raise the ruck down the block or

Leflaur leflah if you prefer



Sean black:

Straight bootcamp cowboys in duckdown

Soldiers heads creep while y'all bop to the boogie

Sound bwoy come uptown to mic check

Keep it moving sound tight so we moving in the night

Remenis me and starange lemonhead takin' dope cause I was broke

And they heads was wet

Now islam on these tracks fuckin' slangin' on them cracks

A-yo dun dun hold me down on the run



Hook:

Sadat x:

A-yo he asked for it his man saw it

So it don't mean jack to me	 (x2)

(cowboy status)



Top dawg:

So much unfairness in this game it's making me hear unclear

But making me more aware for when y'all niggas come here

The bottles on and you a gun fool for years

O.g.c. blowin' the spot with sadat

King of the wild places you better know where you at

With your loud piece talkin' shut you mouth or keep walkin'



Sadat x:

In the bk lin stands the bootcamp base

On the uptown blocks is where the comboys face

To stay alive show drimve and arrive with the five

Somebody said it's war I got a boatload of niggas

Niggas from uptown and brooklyn original gun triggers

Clap off strap off make you baby blood wear

They always say it's calm before the big storm



Louieville:

Runnin' rampade through crews it's thee originoo gunn clapp 2

L-o-u-i-e here to bet youno haps dude

Back up like gas we pass my tongue lash

Upon you wack math no mass well too bad for you

3-2-1 nigga never knew yastraight to the death

Dug out ville sluggahha I crack ass

To make crews look like "who's that."

Fantastic like boombastic sluggah let you have it

This brownsville bastard get more tools then gadgets

But keepin' a baseball bat in stash is how I manage

Huh me no need and streets who carry sweeper

Just combine minds and set traps to catch the creeper



Hook



Starange:

So who' that with crew phat just like menate

Large when I uncharge at all the places that I been at

Now I take 10 at a time when I rhyme

Big up east 105th with mad black and dime

I'm the eight black smoker gert neck choker

Mack by the crotch make police watch me like oprah



Top dawg:

Here we come flee 3 guns on the run

Brothers best to make way or you'll get done up by the louie

To thee wack cats I screw he

Ask if them niggas ain't up apon their juicys



Louieville:

Sittin' in my room buildin' with the most high

He game me some advice and said I was sure to share

So yo listen up we on our own you have to hide your chrome

Cause when your pops come home he be

Lookin' for more then a bustin God we trust

He must of been talkin' about us



Hook



Sadat x:

It't the great x I send off to endor

On the other side of midnight engineer get the mid right

With my man sean bliggity this beat right here is meant to be

The brooklyn uptown united I tore down off a pint of this

Here a-yo o.g. don't stop shit

Yo hold the dills we keep shit real



Hook (x4)