[Larce "Banger" Vegas]
QB, ya shit, shit is crazy, yo
Can´t fuck with you, fo´ real
They can´t fuck with you
They can´t fuck with you

What´s wrong with y´all bitches, man?
What´s wrong with y´all niggas, man?
C´mon, the fuck is wrong with y´all niggas?
Where you at, nigga? C´mon, nigga
Where you at? Where you at, nigga? C´mon

[Larce "Banger" Vegas]
Yo, check ´em out, yo you you
When it´s murder on my mind, I do it all the time
Got tombstone flow, with a casket rhyme
Your gats is plastic, I got platinum nines
With gold shells Banger Vegas tap ya spine
I´m the type to spaz out and take back what´s mine
Rep for my hood niggas slingin´ crack and dimes
Half is mine, so you know it´s half my time
In the pen or the box, with my man on the ox
We gon do it like we did it on the block

Let´s roll, like with 60´s 30´s
40 niggas with me
Rep ya hood, rep ya block, rep ya city
This is me talkin´, without the Remy in me
I kick it from the heart, that´s why niggas feel me
Show y´all the true meanin´ why Banger act willie
´Cause I start to spaz and smack a bitch silly
They call Leo Ganza with the twin nine millis
Yea niggas

[All, Lil´ Kim & Lil´ Cease]
Do what you like (we don´t give a fuck)
Go head and fight (all my bitches grab a nigga)
And fuck tonight (it´s ya motherfuckin´ world)
Do what you like, do what you like
Do what you like (you got a motherfuckin´ gun)
Bust of the nine (all my niggas grab a bitch)

And fuck tonight (it´s ya motherfuckin´ world)
Do what you like, do what you like

[Lil´ Cease]
Ayo yo ayo, this is for them niggas frontin´, don´t really want it
My 32 bullets got all ya names on it
Hit ´em in the brain, niggas slain, layin´ dormant
Iced out grenade, with the big chains on it
New Years blimp Wit B.I.G. name on it
Iceburg sweaters wit Kim name on it
Cease-A-Le Tee wit big blood stain on it
Every time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on it
Niggas got rhymes but they flow´s so borin´
No stage shows, so forget about tourin´
Mad at my team ´cause my niggas stay scorin´

All you gotta do is make a false move and it´s warnin´
My guns bust
Niggas get wet when it´s pourin´
Rain down long like Kim gettin´ dressed in the mornin´
Five-star general, spit a Uzi at ya coffin
Run up in ya crib without a search warrant

[Tous, Lil´ Kim & Lil´ Cease]
Do what you like (we don´t give a fuck)
Go head and fight (all my bitches grab a nigga)
And fuck tonight (it´s ya motherfuckin´ world)
Do what you like, do what you like
Do what you like (you got a motherfuckin´ gun)
Bust of the nine (all my niggas grab a bitch)
And fuck tonight (it´s ya motherfuckin´ world)
Do what you like, do what you like

[Bristal]
Once again it´s on
The motherfuckin´ psychos, M.A.F.I.A
Bitches feel us, we the realest
My Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride for
Send that ass slow like I ride a six four
I´m what ya kids admire
Don´t wanna see retire
Got bitches in the pen and in the church choir
Got a new attitude for the Y2K
Same shit nigga try me I´ma blow em away

[Lil Kim]
Ayo move out the way Bris, I´m about to hook off
Sick of motherfuckers tryna play us like we soft
You have any idea how many words I shook off
I´m not havin´ uh no I´m not havin´ it

You heard what I said, don´t make me raise my voice
And I know y´all don´t want me to call me boys
M.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the club
My whole crews in the club
And girl, don´t you hate when bitches be with the friends
Dancin´ all wild
Bumpin you again and again
Yea I know That some real punk shit
Fuck that I ain´t tryna hear that drunk shit
Bitches like that get stomped out
You know the rules, beat a bitch till she conk out
Lady what we fear nigga you like
Give ´em a pussy invite
It´s aight, maybe get ya pussy sucked tonight

[Tous, Lil´ Kim & Lil´ Cease]
Do what you like (we don´t give a fuck)
Go head and fight (all my bitches grab a nigga)
And fuck tonight (it´s ya motherfuckin´ world)
Do what you like, do what you like
Do what you like (you got a motherfuckin´ gun)
Bust of the nine (all my niggas grab a bitch)
And fuck tonight (it´s ya motherfuckin´ world)
Do what you like, do what you like

[ Lil´ Kim & Lil´ Cease]
Y´all need to cut it out ´fore ya get stomped out
Yeah, muthafuckas
All my niggas get high and fuck tonight
It´s our motherfuckin´ world
Y´all need to cut it out ´fore ya get stomped out
Yeah, big shout from the house
Yeah, Queen Bee

M.A.F.I.A. style
B.I.G. Forever baby
Brooklyn
We gonna let y´all know
Do what you want
Do what ya like nigga
It´s 2000
YaknowwhatI´msayin
All hell to the Y2Kim baby
GB It´s yo turn
All you hoes make a u-turn
Aight, represent niggas