[Intro: Billy Danze]

Yeah

Check it out, y'all (Come on)

Firing Squad, nigga

(First Family)

Yeah

Firing Squad, nigga

(First Family) Check it out

[Verse 1: Billy Danze]

The name's Bill (What up, Bill?!!)

I'm a semi-automatic addict for real

Before you test me

Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy

I put you motherfuckers back on the real tip

And get to splitting a nigga's shit

(Ain't nothin' changed)

I take you motherfuckers back to '86

And get to dumpin' off a clip

(You know the game)

You wanna test me? (You gotta) Wait your turn, B

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me

I put my foot down firmly

Stick the nose of my gun in some shit that don't concern me

And most dudes don't like the way I rep

The brown-skinned cat with a helluva side step, yep

Berkowitz... (Retreat!)

I would never be disconnected from these streets

Its deep, as the (Ocean!) and my (Potion!)

Is to (know when!) to spit fire

Nigga (Nigga)

The rules of the motherfucking game...

[Chorus: DJ Premier & (M.O.P.)]

Here it is: ghetto music (Rock that!)

When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!)

'Cause some cats be fakin' the move

In other words, breakin' the rules! (Stop that!)

We make ghetto music (Rock that!)

When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!)

'Cause some cats be fakin' the move

In other words, breakin' the rules!

[Verse 2: Lil' Fame]

Make way, bitch, I'm coming through

I'm Fizzy Wo', dawg, who the fuck are you?

Y'all niggas be, listenin; to that false information

Here's your invitiation

Thugs know home team from the BK make move niggas

Run with them guns bust off like John Woo

Try to sabotage the game, I'ma start somethin'

Try to sabotage my name, I'ma start dumpin!

Why do fucking motherfuckers act like y'all don't be known?

Fizzy Wo', nigga, going for broke

So when you loc, I'mma hit you with something that gigantic

Automatic and will make your ship sink like the Titanic

Now that I know, that you against me

And you *click*, you *click*, you against me, too (Nigga!)

Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan

'Cause I'ma blast a man, what?

[Chorus: DJ Premier & (M.O.P.)]

Here it is: ghetto music (Rock that!)

When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!)

'Cause some cats be fakin' the move

In other words, breakin' the rules! (Stop that!)

We make ghetto music (Rock that!)

When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!)

'Cause some cats be fakin' the move

In other words, breakin' the rules!

[Verse 3: Billy Danze]

Allow me to express my deepest sympathy

To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty

I begged him not to fuck with me (I tried!)

He didn't listen, so they found his ass missing

Put the barrel of my hammer in his mouth

And knocked the back of his head out, do or dead now

Cold, he actually thought I would fold

So I tore him a new hole, word to niggas' soul!

[Verse 4: Lil' Fame]

When I jump off, I'ma dump off, about eight rounds

Holdin my spot down, I'mma knock down, about eight clowns

Nigga, don't you ever fuck around with the four-pound totin'

Bonified thugster (What!) Brownsville slugger

Ex-mugger (Uh), for your knucka (Yeah)

Bucka (Bucka), bucka (Bucka), bitch, motherfucker! (Fucker)

You musta bought a can of heart

Flinch and I'mma tear your ass apart (Come on)

[Outro: Lil Fame & Billy Danze]

Straight like that, nigga (Firing Squad, nigga)

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Hundred years and runnin

Yeah, one of my motherfuckin' men, Flipper the Ripper

Y'know what I'm sayin

My nigga City, Teflon

Firing Squad, nigga

True to life!

Yeah