[Black R] Yeah baby it's time to pump the bottle, baby

[Benzino] Yeah

[Black R] Can you take to the re-rub off my shit?

[Benzino] Yeah, Hangmen 3



[Benzino (Black Rob)]

All y'all done it, all y'all funny

Shit can get ugly

One man summit, always blunted,

Haters most wanted

I live it, y'all flaunt it (Any questions)

Deep dish twenty

Y'all too friendly

My shit trendy

You really wanna know

Long time coming, long time hustling

It's all my money

House, cars it's all mine cousin

My life sumthin', y'all like frontin' (Any questions)

Fuck that dump shit if my gun click all y'all run quick

Y'all just talkin'

Boston, Harlem, Own, Sparkin



[Hook]

[Black Rob]

If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't

Me and Ray like big Shaq in the paint

We do it from DC to Detroit, to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down

[Benzino]

If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't

Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint

We do it from Cleveland to Oakland, down to LA, VA and back to NC



[Black Rob]

Yo, best done, who done popped up out of hiding

Snuck out the bowels of Gotham, who gone stop em'?

The body mask wore eighty-fives, all solid

It's all roll-ed, let's get this green like its call-ed

I floss a lot black and get to Boston I'm hot

Acting like I won't bring the black Porsche off the lot

Then do the right thing, y'all know Ray, y'all know Jinx

I'm like the night wing with the iced out bright wing

Go ahead dog, sleeping I'm a steal ya plate

Brought Ray and Made Men out to seal ya fate

More ya ta none, beef, might borrow ya guns

I borrow ya funds, dog we'll spoil your fun

Eastside I lay at, I'm like whoa! when ya play that

I'm not a killer cat to fix his mouth and say that

Bad Boy, Made Mens and high living

I'm outta here, streets, stay out of prison



[Hook]

[Black Rob]

If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't

Me and Ray like big Shaq in the paint

We do it from DC to Detroit, to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down

[Benzino]

If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't

Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint

We do it from Cleveland to Oakland, down to LA, VA and back to NC



[Benzino]

Four, five, sixes, arm tight bitches

The middle finger's up to all my critics

Flow so vicious, hate taking pictures

I ain't feelin' niggas who fuckin' with the snitches

Hit you out the park like Manny, y'all can't stand me

Won't see me at the Grammy's

My team stunning, the high beams are coming

Doors flying open, my team start thumping

Leave your boys crawling

Who got your back, call em'

Problems resolve them, there not that important

The last one standing, you the first one leaving

The first one bleeding, now who the one breathing?

Ninety-five south, don't ever try and follow

Fuck around, get hit by the hollow

Ray Benzino, Grand Marciano, Bad Boys, Made Men live at the Apollo



[Hook x2]

[Black Rob]

If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't

Me and Ray like big Shaq in the paint

We do it from DC to Detroit, to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down

[Benzino]

If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't

Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint

We do it from Cleveland to Oakland, down to LA, VA and back to NC



[Second hook fades out]