(feat. D-Gotti, D-Reck, Dirty $, E.S.G)



[talking]

Wreckshop, 2000, uh

Get em up, get em up, get em up

Get em up, where my G's at

Get em up, get em up, get em up

Get em up, where them trees at



[Hook x2]

It's the new world order, true trend starters

Boys try to copy, but they can't come harder

Throw it like you know it, scream it like you mean it

The things they dream about, we done already seen it



[D-Reck]

I be the D-R-E-C

Coming with mo' flavor, than a swisha sweet leaf

Introduced the Shop, when I dropped P-A-T

Hit the flow went ghetto gold, the rest is history

Ran our break, chance I take, the money I make I wreck states

If the rap game was a computer game, I'd be the new Bill Gates

Innovator, heavy weight move shaker, bread breaker

Hold it man elevator, chance taker, star maker

G's making jobs, and playa hater exterminator

Navigator album, narrator

Thought it was over but it ain't, billion dollas later won't break the bank

Po' up drank, wet the paint, boguard on a empty tank



It ain't gon never stop me, it'll never stop

We bomb on you boys, bomb on you boys



[Hook x2]



[E.S.G.]

Hit the do' strapped for show, sitting on 4's with the Wreckshop crooks

Boys run around through H-Town, peep around trying to steal my hooks

Wanna be a balla, wanna be the don

Monkey see monkey do, now you come through that ambiance

Wreckshop the bomb here we come, on the run from the paparazzi

Boys wanna copy but they sloppy, try to follow us to the damn production

Wanna be just like me, knowing you don't like me

Keep it real ha how you feel, catch a square and fight me

They told me keep it playa, I'm bombing on you hoes

The first up out the South, two hundred diamonds on my clothes

Smoking bank shine and grind, E.S.G. they still don't love you

Acting bad first boguard slab, on his album cover what



Get em up, get em up, get em up

Get em up, where my G's at

Get em up, get em up, get em up

Get em up, where them trees at [x2]



[Hook x2]



[Dirty $]

We could turn your wife shady, from a 3-80

Man who you think you playing with

Wanna act some like G's, seventeen in the clip

So I could watch these hollow tips split

And make your heart stick dicks eternally

You haters ain't concerned to me

We concentrate on currency, paper chase is an emergency

Trying to push something German you see

It's an emergency, a selfish robbery

There ain't no stopping thee

Shop to wreck, we do chin checks

Where the tissue at, dissect like surgery



[D-Gotti]

Lobster for lunch, pass the blunt

Boys don't really wanna mess with us

Buckle up, show you hoes that you plain scared

To go on ahead and knuckle up

Come with us do a show with us

Get out of line we born to bust

Broads acting silly, having fun with us

And have war behind my, commandants

At the ambiance six double O valet

Step down, the broads staring

At the Gucci suit that I'm wearing

Princess cuts be glaring

I'm a man, they wish they could marry

Like Donna, my click don't be caring

I'm a young man Wreckshop savage

And a living for apparatus, the baddest



[Hook x2]