[Intro: Prodigy, (Noreaga)]
Wha, what the fuck, yo? Fuck, yo?
Is it real? Really?
Teach y'all niggas how to rap, yo
Show y'all niggas how to expose a sound
(Spit on these cats, nigga, spit on these cats, what, what?)
Fuckin' dickblower... (Thug like what?)
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo (Yo!) At ease! Back where you supposed to be
P put it back where it's supposed to be
Supposedly, niggas comin' close to me
Trash rap niggas can't fuck with the – exalted, affluent lifestyle I kick
Calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit
Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (Why?)
It's only natural for my dunns to hurt something
Cop a squat though, you might learn something
We givin' out back-braces and arm-slings
Reality rap, the only song I sing
Nothin' fugazi, strictly the real thing
Live in the flesh, my niggas fresh out the pen
(When you see dem) When I see you, dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing
(Money ain't a thing, nigga – what, what!)
You could catch me and the clique in the spot everyday
Nore' guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay
Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way
Everyday, it's like a title fight take place (No doubt)
Aiyyo, Nas – fuck that nigga just say? (What he say, huh?)
Aiyya, Noyd, tell Manny P. to pass me the shank (Shank, nigga)
I think it's time to take 'em to the hood, let's play
Esé, I like it when it get that way
[Chorus: Prodigy, Noreaga]
So what you rep, dunn?
Iraq – where niggas burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep, dunn?
Dunn, The Infamous, Q.B. Houses
Where niggas stand out all night, and make thousands
What you rep?
Iraq – where niggas get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep, dunn?
Q.B., we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
[Verse 2: Noreaga]
Aiyyo, yo – stick it to you, black magic like voodoo
They can't fuck with us, 'cause y'all cats straight doo-doo
(You niggas stink like shit)
I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes
Niggas ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes
Climbin' down terraces, and the fire escapes
Yo, we move money, money move me
Yo, I'm usually – livin' it up (Livin' it up nigga, what!)
Gettin' my dick sucked
Bone a bitch in the butt, make her say "what-what!"
[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Now, gun talk, do you speak the same language?
For your sake, I hope so, let's rap a taste, yo
My shit spit like a retard, and plus, boss
I drool for the day me and you could face-off
It gets gangster, when my clique step in the room
We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune
This is for my dunns who rest in coffins
I wish y'all was – wish y'all was here
[Chorus: Prodigy, Noreaga]
So what you rep, dunn?
Iraq – where niggas burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep, dunn?
Dunn, The Infamous, Q.B. Houses
Where niggas stand out all night, and make thousands
What you rep?
Iraq – where niggas get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep, dunn?
Q.B., we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
[Verse 4: Noreaga]
Yo, what the deally, P? Iraq combine, Q.B.
And you know we smash the industry, negatively
So fuck a good boy, I always been a foul hood boy
Yo, as a youth I had ringworms, and all that shit
A lil' dirt ball nigga, throwin' dirt at ya clique
'Cause me an Aknel, nigga, ain't packed no bags
We rather be in the streets, sellin' yellow mesc' tabs
'Cause where we from, muh'fucker, yo the game don't stops
Or we was – out thuggin', yo, we had chicken-pox
Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw, Final Chapter brigades
It definitely get real, on stage
I ain't the Madd Rapper, but I'm mad at rap niggas
They're sellin' records, yo, actin like they clap niggas
'Cause me and P. get money like L.S.G.
While them cats small change like a ES3
Yo, I'm still the same cat, that I used to be
Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries
Coastin', always hit 'em with the thug potion
Look at you now, now you just full emotion
Prankster height, my peoples like the gangster-type
Queens niggas like to shoot, ain't afraid to fight
While y'all niggas wear Pampers like the cradle type
Mainly hype, Thugged Out, shined with light
[Chorus: Prodigy, Noreaga]
So what you rep, dunn?
Iraq – where niggas burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep, dunn?
Dunn, The Infamous, Q.B. Houses
Where niggas stand out all night, and make thousands
What you rep?
Iraq – where niggas get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep, dunn?
Q.B., we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
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