[FunkMaster Flex] Violator Chris Lighty [Reporter] This is Tobas Katowsky reporting live from the Brookyln Bridge Suspects otherwise known as Da Franchise Have once again took to the streets Our advice is to duck down [Da Franchise] 1-9 shit Uhh, you see that Brooklyn Bullshit, I'm on it like Big was Franchise don't get me mixed up for real, uhh I'm still here, nigga it's real here Talk slick, I'll have you rollin around in wheelchairs And yeah, I play shit with gambling heads Or I'll have your bitch scrambling eggs Either or it's me, RC, the outdoor outlaw Type to throw my guns up southpaw, let's get it on See the waves under the rag, the rims under the Jag Guns cover my waist, no wonder you mad Fools call it gangsta but we call it gutter Cold War, I bring the heat to you summer to summer I'm the criminal that'll leave your condition critical My dogs bloodhounds, it's nothin to get at you El Dorado red, drink until the bottles dead Feed my clips hollowheads, please you cowards better [Chorus x2] Duck down This one is over your head boy Duck down Out fool, you'll be a dead boy Duck down You heard what I said boy Duck down What you saying huh What you saying huh Once the beef is on fam we goin out Summer fade, winter time I'm in the blow out BK stompin which one of you fools would start somethin Y'all don't want me to turn best out of Compton We don't need Destiny's Child to get it jumpin Hoes be stretchin us out, it ain't nothin Everything from the crib to the car be dirty Who are we? Franchise, dirty money There's three in the clip, and my whole team is hung
Written by: JAMAL WOOLARD, JERMAINE DENNY, KAREEM SAVAGE, SHELDON HARRIS
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