[Verse 1: Havoc]

I feel the blessin' even when it's all disguised up

Even when the stress try to pile up

Paper in my hand give me wild rush

Reminiscin' on wild us and rollin' the miles up

So if I wager, I'm never putting the pound up

Let 'em hate, bitch, I built it from ground up

I hold the fort down, nigga, now what?

You could see it in the lives that my sound touched

I make money, take money, my aim hungry

Spit a verse, it ain't nothing short of a green loogie

Bucket list complete, I did a song with Bun B

And Juicy J, who the fuck fuckin' wit' me? I think nada

Lame rappers you Lady Gaga

The part you dear depart these niggas like I'm shootin' commas

State your business or forever hold your peace

Go 'head with that bullshit, motherfucker, I'm sweet

[Verse 2: Bun B]

Got damn, who would've thought it would've been me?

Street legend that came up with a pen, G

16 bars to get me out the ghetto

And I always kept it real with the people, I never settle

There's a lot of folks dependin' on me to lead 'em the right way

Instead of listenin' to what the radio might play

Some real game for somebody that did it

Who could break it all the way down so everyone could get it

And I gotta admit it, the road was bumpy

Hand-to-hand combat, sometimes I live lumpy

You can't win every fight, but you gotta fight though

Just make sure when you on the side of right, bro

You don't go in thinkin' you makin' history

But lookin' back in retrospect it ain't no mystery

Nobody ain't ever did what we did then

And ain't nobody to do it again, nigga, we legendary

[Chorus]

Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas

Legendary niggas, nothin' you can tell us

Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas

Legendary niggas, all we do is kill it

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

Whole life we grindin' for the dough

And leave behind a legacy, the legend of the two

It's not an urban myth, no, we are the truth

If anybody gon' do it know we gon' do

Whole life we grind so hard to stay official

And make them niggas hate in back with brand new waitin' tissue

They sick to they stomachs, fuck 'em, I ain't never loved 'em

Peace to my niece, they ain't never pulled no dumb shit

Peace to the youth

The young soldiers in the street who gettin' to the money, they remindin' me of me

When you get that, better keep that, better not let that drop

'Cause someone gon' be right there and they'll take yo spot

We got our lane mastered, yeah, we got it locked

My haters wanna blast, man, you better stop

'Fore shit get good, you could see his guts

And it's too late for surgery, they can't patch 'em up

[Verse 4: Juicy J]

You see these gold chains of slavers, never had that to make payments

Yeah, I came from the basement, but now I vacate in Vegas

I come sell out in your state, nigga, just to make a statement

Nah, nigga, stay high, the bitch I'm with is high maintance

Homie, play me if you wanna, I got all my goons on

We gon' catch a body, but you gon' catch a tombstone

You don't got no hustle, you get cut off like coupons

Been about crutons, bro, that's why the roof gone

We still comin' up, that's what my dollar say

Ain't about no guap then stop, homie, we can't conversate

Mobb Deep and Juicy J been ballin' harder than Doctor J

Broke niggas what we can't tolerate

Got that movie money

Model chick came out the 'cuzzi money

Beat a nigga ass, now he wanna sue me money

Still in this bitch, wakin' up at 5:46 in the mornin'

Money callin', never stallin'

[Chorus]

Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas

Legendary niggas, nothin' you can tell us

Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas

Legendary niggas, all we do is kill it

[Outro: Prodigy]

Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you know?

Where the hell did you come from and where the fuck are you goin'?

Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you know?

Where the hell you come from and where the fuck is you goin'?