Double I, Double I (X4)



[Fam]

Huh yeah, huh

This is all live, and all real

Niggaz can't understand it

I don't know why they can't comprehend

Heh-heh, heh-heh



[Diesel (Fam)- {Both}]

I got a rugged step-back, cruddy-bat-smackin type of style

Meanwhile flip a freestyle

You know what I mean now?

Cos I've been down and kept down

Now I'm comin up

Pack a strap for roughin up

Don't you think of runnin up

(This is the music, so just use it to your benefit

Shit don't hit the Fam, my man, unless I stand in it

(So duck) what? (your face will get bucked up huh)

You've never been roughed up

(But I think it's up something)

All about income, so run your funds

Yo, we ain't the ones

(We are your friend with the nines)

Cos I get slick

(An' I get tough)

And we get rough

(So we gotta get) ROUGH

(Enough's enough, save the chatter

It don't matter

Knocked your grill and left, Fam

Cause I'm a grand slam batter)

Who, when, why? What the fuck's up?

Give it up for the rugged rough

{And we them same guys

That snuffed guys on the last cut}



Chorus-X4

Get up, stand up

Chump, throw your hands up



[Fam (Diesel) - {Both}]

Guess what? (what?)

Hard Knuckles in the house

Swingin bolos at your heads

Knockin teethes out your mouth

Hey kids, what's that sound?

Razkals got it goin

The word's around the town

Eat a dick, lick quick

Like the chick, who's next to get hit

With a pile of thick shit

(Jump jump in), Jump jump out

(Are you ready for the Razkals), cos we in the house

(What?), nigga what?

(What?), nigga what?

(Like I told you before

We kick