Verse 1. (Noreaga). Got out the mall yo. This weeded cat rockin a fade. In my face askin can he see the grenade. I woulda' let him see it. The way he came across I said nah, beat it.
[huddy combs]. Yo, only got twelve bars so let me cut to the chase. Fuckin' wit' stase, I caught a buck in the face. I got the set me up, everybody's drinkin' henney.