Hook x3    [Big Chan]    I'm still the greatest    I'm pretty    I'm still the greatest    [Layzie Bone]    And i'ma bad man       [Big Chan]    Hot child in the city    walkin' round lookin' pretty    playas call m Sidity    fuck pitty    chitty chitty bang bang    it's a Westside thang    bitches get banged on    and stole on    in the city where the grass is green    and the palm trees lean    been ballin'    shot callin' since 83    I know the mothaphukin' industry    ain't ready for me    or these ghetto fab queens    already platlum in the streets    I even got them jail house niggas    sendin' they cheese to me    Big Chan in japan    bitch I'm over seas    I'm pimpin' this gat    watch me hidy flice these hoes    leave em short changed    take they fame and roll    wacth em all fall to tha flo'    it's a t-k-o    all you heard was Big Chan    don't hit me no mo'    shit this ain't a game    street niggas know the m-o    I kill em with words    serve em like them dealas    do them birds    ya heard me    can't a mothafuka serve me    I still hold the title    reposessed it from some of my    greatest idols    you punk ass bitches is hollow    I cave yo whole fuckin' chest in    my nigga young Lay    hold it down    it's goin' down    like Holyfield and Tyson    this is for them bitc ass hatas    I'm signin' off    I'm kickin' ass and takin' names    late late late       Hook x4       [Layzie Bone]    she pulled the curtain    fo' certain    we go'n leave these mothafuckas hurtin'    niggas never no bluffin'    no perv'in    Lil Lay the great    runnin' this earth    I'm ready to serve ya right    nigga done paid my dues    and took my loses    it's all about murder right    fuckin' with these Cleveland bosses    we flossin'    ya get paranoid    'cause me and my boys    makin' noise    shuttin' shit down    heard the buzz around town    these niggas wanna fuck with me now    well step in my arena    you ain't never seen a    lilttle nigga meaner then Lay    nigga back in the day    when a nigga had to play with the a-k    boys had em all blown away    nigga don't play    I be flippin' my lid    sippin' my gin    makin' mine    'cause in 99    I ain't wastin' no time    makin' that money    while I'm pushin' my line    design to prime nigga    nigga with the automatic status    daily on the trigga    hatin' on me    'cause I'm an original thug    jealous of a nigga    'cause I got these figures    money don't mean    A gotdamn thing    we can go toe to toe    blow for blow    slug for slug    a thug's a thug    kickin' this here    just to let you know    ain't a damn thang changed    doin' these everyday thangs    and it consist of    bank bud the brew and the bitches    and the bustas never could hang nigga       Hook x4       [Flesh~N~Bone]    Now he better lay down    Test me boy    I trust my dawgs    In the name of the Lord    T-H-U-G    Were not raised in hell    Just spray    With the G-A-G-E    Smack em with the buck shot    Guard your face    Next mornin'    I read on the front page news    And o-bit-uary    You stup[id mothafucka    Shoulda known not to step to Flesh    None the less    He is one less bitch    For me to worry about    For the people in time    I sex my wine    Hit em up two times    With a three peice nine    then dumps the body and    He's the one got the gun    With the most of niggas    Realease the beast    Nevertheless    They sleep in silence    It ain't over for you snitches    Can't handle the truth    It hurts punk    And the next shot    Off the floor    Inside his stomach    Bitch now put em in the mud    Slowly slowly    See it inside you    Open your mind    Deep in your mental    Flesh'll get your best    Shoulda made you realize    I stay thirsty by the flesh    It'll be test to try me    Little bit on the front    In the aftermath    When the long gone home    It ain't shit    Thought you knew me    Til I made it known    Nothin' to pick up the gage    Explotion blow    Contest not the Fith Dawg    Never they know    Check out my future    From the second league    They take out the streets    Where this thugsta dwell    All up in St. Clair    Hit em up S-C-T    Where them hang    Niggas trippin'    Sippin' the fifth of rose    Everybody buzzed    Steady remenissin'    On back and to think how they roll    Unloaded fo-fo's    Niiga makin' my money daily double    It's the reason they call me stack    That nigga to peel back    Your mothafuckin cap       Hook x4