See I'm superstar, smoke cigars, pullin' on scores in stolen cars
Rock velours, fold your cards, play the game, betta know the odds
Blow the dice, roll the dice, mandatory poker nights
Deadlier than a cobra's bite, dese young guns live soldier life
Hold the mics, drunk on lonely nights, whip women like motorbikes
Shit, I know people who spoke to Christ
People that seen and meet a poltergiest, these punks ain't got nuttin' on me
Back rap cats frontin' on me, slowpoke cats tryin' to run with me
Givin' raise stone point, sittin' under a tree
Recognize bitch shake to the beat, if you think you can fuck with me
Flippin' this shit like 1, 2, 3, armed and dangerous emcee
Cruise through the hood in an MPV, all eyes on that MVP
Ol' blue eyes on BET, four letter words on MTV
Forty gold chains worth seven G's, live on stage with a desert eag
Any CEO that has ever breathed, approached JoJo with a set of keys
But I stay cool like ten degrees, lock shit down like Genovese
Keep a close look on my enemies, and keep a in bat in the trunk to bend your knees
[Hook]
Ba da bing ba da boom, sing to the tune
When the king's in the room, makin' you bounce
Ba da bing ba da boom, when the king's in the room
Sing to the tune, lockin' it down
Ba da bing ba da boom, sing to the tune
When the king's in the room, makin' you bounce
Ba da bing ba da boom, when the king's in the room
Sing to the tune
My advice for you, don't fuck around
I'm as trife as you, guineas in the cut take life from you
(Pop, pop) Broad daylight, stick a knife to you
Ain't no love for the likes of you
Doin' this here is like ridin' on a bicycle
Listen up playboy I'm too nice for you
Run back and tell who writes for you
I'm sharper than a muthafuckin' icicle
Laid back always lookin' for a heist to pull
Pull the heat to your chain, no ice for you
I see you in ICU, betta cap your biscuit
Grab your crucifix and kiss it, this shit is wicked
Anybody want a one way ticket, throwin' darts at me
You might risk it, check this here
Ain't nothin' but vets in here
You against me is less than fair
Who the fuck you impressin' here
Shock that ass like electric chair
If it's war that you want then lets declare
I'mma send my cadets in there
To make a mess in there, teach you a lesson there
Feel what I'm stressin' here, when you speakin' my name
Use extra care, touch my chain, the Beretta flare
I turn a handshake to a death affair
Without one breath of air, you restin' there
Let it be known, ain't nothin' pleasant here
This is my zone, If you steppin' there
I aiming at your shirt till your chest appears
[Hook]
How we make dough up in this rap game (Ba da bing ba da boom)
How we make moves out in these streets (Ba da bing ba da boom)
How JoJo baggin' all them broads, huh (Ba da bing ba da boom)
How C be killin' all these beats (Ba da bing ba da boom)
Yo, yo, I throw a dart with yo name on it
Play with JoJo? Nah I bet the game on it
A track with me, beyotch, you'd be slain on it
Huh, sunny side up when I sang on it
South Shore stuff and we slang on it
Put your head to the nearest wall, bang on it
While muthafuckas try to step but he ain't want it
Lock it down with them hottest sound flames on it
Straight up, I slaughter tracks, with torture raps
Dawgs in slacks and fedora hats
Cugine teams spinnin' off the wax
Back and forth and forth and back
Walk with that, I ain't soft with that
It's natural for assholes talkin' crap
Yeah, you gon' push me off the map
Like I won't torch your cap and toss the gat
Pellegrino story, there's more than that
Great world, CR you can call it that
Wannabe Italians, get off of that
Or get hit across the back with a baseball bat
This is real life ever thought of that
1999 can't afford to slack
More fake shit, kid, I'm tired of that
Ba da bing ba da boom, baby holla back
[Hook x2]
