Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga
back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target
me all about the scrilla Now how the fuck you figure I'm the nigga hit the club, shake that ass Break a trick, make that cash Bring it home and give it
, drop C's and G's on it We like the pies, yo lots of cheese on it 50/50 cut when it's time to break the cake off Act funny style, son my dogs'll tear
drivin' him crazy Got my nigga Suga Slim, with his finger on the trigger Never catch him slippin' always thinkin' on a nigga Turnin' gee's to bee's,
the left pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death I would give my last breath if I could bring you back bring Screw back, matter of fact bring the whole crew
whole team's shinin It's time to go when these fake rappers start rhymin For real son [Chorus:] You know the club scene, 7-40, I beam You know the club
ll fire up yearn Some say he's nice and friendly but the niggas no fool He's so swift he's so smooth he's so calm he's so cool He's the Dude [Hook] Who
home [Goldie] ? To the moon I coon like high school My goons take no prisoners...what fool What's beef. (Beef is when E-40's on a fat verse) Swingin