[Verse 1: Louieville Sluggah]

Smack , and when you hear that, then ya

Know that it’s the quiet riot storming in the center

(No doubt) Do it like this and like that

Put the change in the streets from fists to gats

Feeling loosey goosey off the liquor, can’t shut these lips up

Never slip up, but on point just like a stick-up

I’ll shoot my gift to your gut like a jail jux

And run my line up your spine like a blind book

Shook crooked booked

Ain’t no time for joking, provoke this like gun smoke

Some nice and hoping, soaked in acid

Eating, can be that bastard, Eleven thirty fire, sound burn asses to ashes

[Verse 2: Top Dog (Starang Wondah)]

Rips and tears—when you hear that, then ya

Know that it’s the Big Kahuna next on your menu

(Lord have mercy) Do it like this and that

Making changes on the streets from fists to gats, hah

I race to the new unknown

No one is home, so I relax my chrome

Temporarily until I come face-to-face with these

Fake-ass slackers who try to bury we

You better be mentally, physically fit

‘Cause O.G.C. comes equipped for your lip

No flapping, having heart attacks when we’re coming through

Your back door, and you still asking for more

Of Top Dog, but you don’t really want no more

They all fall, and they all spoiled

[Verse 3: Starang Wondah]

(Booyah!) And when you hear that, then ya

Know that it’s the beast from the East, don’t enter

(No doubt) Do it up like this and that

Make the change in the streets, like, from fists to gats

Niggas don’t be knowing what be going

On when I be flowing wilder than Samoans

Bitches get dissed because they Miss like Jones

When it’s my turn to throw, you get hit with stones

Now I guess your whole crew’s under pressure

Don’t mess around with the sarge, man, I’m Large like Professor

Spots blown—run for cover, it’s just another

Boot Camp bomb, sound the alarm, I’m with Sluggah

[Hook: Starang Wondah]

(Everything is real) AKA the nature

(Everything is real) What we call it? Nature

(Everything is real) AKA the nature

(Everything is real) O.G.C. call it nature

[Verse 4: Louieville Sluggah]

When I ran around town, doing things I did

Bucking shots at them criminal kids

Many tried to infiltrate through my mind state

But my mate, the lye break kept my fucking mind straight

Bitches get put up, and punks shot down

Frowns on their faces when them niggas draw the trey pounds

Clowns front, act like they don’t know

But O.G.C. agrees that that’s a no-no

Crying, whining like that Lion

Far from bows, so hop your ass on that fucking Yellow Road

Sewn up from the toes up, emcees get no leeway

(O.G.C.’ll split ya three-ways)

[Verse 5: Top Dog]

From the parts unknown, I have sparked and blown any punk

Who wan' test, or any marked with the chrome

It is known that my style increases

Like the deficit, you’re best to get out of my face, I’m on some next shit

Yes, it gets hectic like Chill Rob , Ill squad

Who pull the cards on retards

We scar (Who?) anybody, and make niggas wanna party

So don’t act rowdy ‘cause, in this room it’s mad cloudy

Now we walk around with the Glock and the pound, G

[Verse 6: Starang Wondah]

And you knows that there’s no stopping Fab 5, Ruck and Rocking

Originoo Gunns make other crews run like stockings

Hype when the mic’s inside my control

Tighten up my grip so I won’t fold

Wetting niggas, I’ll play too much, I’ll leave ‘em damp

I’m the champ (Starang) you know from the Boot Camp

The illest, obsolete fleet from PJ’s

Gunn Clappa Numba One (Number one DJs)

From the beginning, niggas knew they wasn’t winning

Ninety-now is the ending of them niggas that’s pretending

[Hook: Louieville Sluggah, Top Dog , and Starang Wondah ]

When you hear that, then ya

Know that it’s the Originoo Gunn Clappaz—don’t enter

No doubt, do it like this and like that

Put your change in the streets from fists to gats

Rips and tears—when you hear that, then ya

Know that it’s the Big Kahuna next on your menu

(Lord have mercy) Do it like this and that

Making changes on the streets from fists to gats, hah

Bitch, please, and when you hear that, then ya

Know that it’s that nigga Starang, don’t enter

(No doubt) Do it up like this and that

Wondering where all my niggas from Brooklyn at