[Trife]
Nine shots greet ya, greet ya; hang with Lil´ Cease-ah
But don´t sling pizza, pizza
The gat carryin´, rap barbarian

Ninety-six Blake Carrington
I brings the most dangerous diseases
Trife please MC´s of all types
Homosexuals, dykes, intellectuals like my flow, my charm
Wifey on the arm and stay fucking other bitches
Style never switches
Inhale, exhale, bail Nino Brown out
For shootin´ up a townhouse in Hempstead, kids fled
Rumors was dead, no beef with no cliques
Niggas don´t want shit, Trife impresses
Lexus GS´s, chicks in iceberg dresses
Who the best is? M.A.F.I.A
But faggot niggas wanna spoil it
Stop me from having marble faucets and gold toilets
I force it down your throat like sodomy; mama proud of me

´Cause I stopped killing niggas for free

[Lil´ Kim]
Uhh, uhh
The Anne Klein sportin´, coke snortin´, niggas lovely
I keep my pussy Fresh like Doug E., watch the show
As my flow bubble over like Mo´s and Cristal´s
Ain´t scared to bust my pist-al, sippin´ hard on Cristal
Dream accounts, large amounts
´Cause Frank don´t play with lye money, get high money
Ready to die Grady, no if´s, and´s, or maybe´s
I´m not your average lady; put that on my 380
Me and my bitch catch flights to Texas
Niggas call us Crystal and Alexis

Bump into some hoes that be in Houston boostin´
Trunk full of Donna Karan in the rental LeBaron
Uh, who us?
We just swervin´, in the dark blue Suburban
Drinking Bourbon, with Heinekens for the chaser
Police´ll never chase us we too fly for that
Processed and fingerprinted we too dime for that
I be, flirtin´ for certain, wearing short skirts and
But ain´t no dicks insertin´ see, that´s the difference
Between me and other bitches, they fuck to get they riches
I fuck to bust a nut, Lil´ Kim not a slut
I gotta reputation to look out for
Plus my boss is a outlaw

[Notorious B.I.G.]

Uhhh, motherfuckers think they tough guys
Motherfuckers better hold hands stepping up
Faggot ass motherfuckers
They really ain´t no true players

[Larceny]
Death comes to those that oppose the clique
Dick-riders get off the dick
´Cause, Larceny got guns for y´all
And if I get bagged my lawyers got tons of ones for y´all
Catching cases, niggas pull they macs out
Niggas getting mad ´cause I dug they backs out
Then I blacks out, start shooting kids
Cribs is vicious, making my escape jumping bridges
Malicious, sometimes the danger taste delicious
Rule number three; don´t take love from no bitches

You know what makes me much stronger than you
I can take pain much longer than you
So what you gon´ do when I run up in that ass-crease
How you wanna spit a grease?