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to get rough and touch my chest, nothin' less)

[Chorus: x4]
Git it on! (Smif-N-Wessun and we do it like this)

Git it on, I've been playin' my dues
to get rough and touch my chest, nothin' less)

[Chorus: x4]
Git it on! (Smif-N-Wessun and we do it like this)

Git it on, I've been playin' my dues
niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin'
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red
General connection, black Smif-N-Wessun
Watch your section, the night moves in three directions
Calculatin', watch those steps you takin'
You never know
General connection, black Smif-N-Wessun
Watch your section, the night moves in three directions
Calculatin', watch those steps you takin'
You never know
in the 'hood
I make 'em snap it, test it
My choice of weapon
That smif-n-wessun, mm
Try
Sue me for the namesake
Yo, who's pimpin'
Yo, who's
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
ta get high
With my Breaddren, a boodah session
Learn ya lesson
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun

(Steele)
Bucktown's everywhere I swear
It's
the crew runin all through your section
Black smif n wessun connection

I be the Top Dawg to nice up your body
Tell everybody to leave the shottie shake your
We click-click-click-connect, stay connect to get bricks
Black Smif-n-Wessun's the shit, we puttin it in
Entered da Stage underaged and became men
I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
no protection so here's a little lesson
When I leave the house, insured my Smif-N-Wessun
A .357, cold bobbin' off 11
It puts you in hell, or it
Loadin' up the clips wit lyrics punks run for shelter 
Smif-N-Wessun's on the loose with a noose for yo neck 
You let info slip out so its dead ya get
the name smif-n-wessun 
See me coming through and my nigga clef too 
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb 
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street
the name smif-n-wessun 
See me coming through and my nigga clef too 
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb 
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street
ain't baseball, I waste yall, ask no question
Attack from the back from the black smif n wessun
I be rubbishin, any crew that claims they be bubbling
Get
off, swept off the floor like crumbs

I'm from N.Y.C.I.T.Y. stay high
Lazy eye ghetto celeb rap guy from Bed-Stuy
Splash in two lines, me no long
peeps that you saw
You probably heard about me and my crew doin' what we do
For my nigga True and Smif-n-Wessun
'Cause I be wreckin' mic-checkin' fools
killed by me
The T-O-P, D-O-G, or my nigga Mr. S-T-are-A-N-G
Some of ya niggas be tryin' to pull the trigga
But I figure, I could bust that ass just
another lesson, Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

[Special Ed]
Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
for your bucks, Masta Ase, has
another lesson, Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

[Special Ed]
Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
for your bucks, Masta Ase, has
(Catch wreck with my crew)
I am what I am
(And I do what I do)

Smif-N-Wessun and we out like that
(okay, we ready to rock