Noreaga:
 We can freak it out  wut  we can freak it out
 We can freak it out  wut  we can freak it out...

 Verse 1: Noreaga/Kurupt

 You gone thug it out  gangsta style
 Nigga check it out

 Ayyo my baby moms  hunny let me see my child
 Niggaz see me in the streets  ask why i don't smile
 Thats why nigga  because my life is a mess
 And Im sellin records now  but i still feel stress
 Neva had a legal job, all i sold was drugs
 And I still got my moms and the rest of my thugs
 But my pops he aint here, does that seem so foul
 And im drinkin everyday, on the wrong route
 And cant wait for the day when Capone come out
 No doubt, my ??? niggaz, thuggin it out
 To wut wut, all my niggaz just funk wit Kurupt
 Tell then niggaz where they stand at, where they end up wut
 My niggaz mash, fom NY to LA first class
 Drinkin Don from the bottle, fuck the glass
 My niggaz peep it
 Sit back and hold a secret
 Funk wit Kurupt, nigga wut
 Yeah we can freak it

 Freak sumthin, get sumthin, strip sumthin
 Rip a sic sumthin, my dick a stick sumthin
 Just try me, see the new millineum came
 Im invincible wit my abdominium frame
 Daminican, ten are gone, poetical pentagon
 Nuttin silenced, they all are violenced
 The law story, wars over territory
 The masses, only left Kurupt and Nore
 Known to spit brimstone, fire and magma
 Wit magnums, and mosts many and mostly semi's
 I pays no rent, cars wit no lease
 Got eight killas wit badges I pay police
 Its a freak fest, east to west, no more wars
 Bomb girls feastless, nude beaches and nude shores
 Baby soft as peaches, soft as a plum
 Aint no fun if the homies cant have none
 Bitch Bitch...

 chorus:
 No matter what you think
 You cant see me, If you wanna freak wit me, Now do you wanna freak wit me
 And you aint got the skills, to freak with me
 Now do you wanna freak wit me, do you wanna freak wit me

 Verse 2: Kurupt/Noreaga

 Im zoned, Nore and Kurupt on roam
 And we wont stop bustin till Capone come home
 Dirt be followin the presidente of ANTRA
 Words of war nigga Im the black Frank Sinatra
 N.O.R.E. Nore K.U.R.U.P.T. Kurupt
 Pistol ready to thug like wut
 Im old Italian, a violent, gallant, silent, stalion
 That stampede, girl i can tell you were free

 Yo N.O.R.E. thugged out in DPG
 You know its only thug niggaz that be fuckin wit me
 So where the cash at, yo where Snoop, and where Daz at?
 Whether you blood or cuz
 You a thug or you wuz
 I get super drunk
 Boy that niggaz got a buzz
 So let me spit on this, yo let me shit on this
 Thugged out is the label murder you is the click
 And them bitches dont like us, can suck our dicks, wut???

 chourus:
 No matter what you think
 You cant see me, If you wanna freak wit me, Now do you wanna freak wit me
 Cuz you aint got the skills, to freak with me
 Now do you wanna freak wit me, do you wanna freak wit me

 We can freak it out, wut, we can freak it out