Released on August 27, 1996

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[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Word up (Yeah, son)

Yeah, yo, how this goin' down? '96

How we livin', son? (Exoticness)

Nine-six exoticness (Representin')

Know what I mean? (A+)

A+ (Yo, how we livin'?)

This is New York City

'97 Sosa

A to Z up in the spot representin'

Takin' it back from here it's supposed to be

Take it back, son, take it back

Check it


[Chorus]

Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and


[Verse 1: A+]

Poetically, I'm deadly like a crucifiction

Buddha addiction, dismissin' competition when they roll with friction

My whole crew be schemin' flippy like ixing for that chicken

Smith Brothers and A on your Mason-Dixon (Ha)

Who want the steel cap? Feel the real rap

Patiently, my whole crew waited, every rhyme premeditated

Chucked underground like a rap genie

And watch the shore by the rising tide, now the whole world can see me

When they get foul, that's when my style gets wild

I hang a man in front of a crowd without a trial

Kapow, yo, that's all she wrote, end of quote

For frontin', a brother got his arms and his legs broke


[Chorus]

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and


[Verse 2: A+]

Yeah, son, I want it all, your crib, cars and beepers (What up?)

One hundred dollar sneakers, my sound's blowin' your speakers (Hold it down, son)

Burgundy landcruisers, chrome rims on blue rugers

Lyrical hollow tip (Yo), slug point trugers (Yo)


[Verse 3: AZ]

Yo, drug connects, diamond cut baguettes drippin' wet

My hole is there from Quebec, got her flippin' checks

What? I push a black Lex with gold on my neck

You rockin' with a vet tryna catch a hole in your chest

Firm official, exotic girl but wanna be the ritual

Leavin' lights shine light, they've been psyched to slip through


[Verse 4: A+]

I will abolish, MCs get straight-up demolished

Yo, my mind is like a nine, I load it up with knowledge (Check it)


[Chorus]

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and


[Verse 5]

The realism must continue, where I live, it's like a battlefield (Yeah)

We all poor, but on my block it's like a half a mil'

Surrounded by the most criminal type of elements

Blunts, stunts, gunshots, broken-down developments

Its all illegal, young juveniles with the Desert Eagles

Street sweepers, heaters, soon-to-be retreaters

It's routine, people seem to go through a cycle

So confused, could choose between the Bible or the rifle

Watch 'em stifle, you, me and son gon' escalate this

And get these papers, run some capers while they catch the vapors

Yeah, son, don't got no time for no chicken trickin'

It's the lyrical addiction 'cause me and AZ be politikin'


[Chorus]

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and

Six-digit trickin', coke and henny mixin', many listen

Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing

It's old tradition how we click and fall in position

The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and