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["It's not the way to do it!"][gunshots]["Shut up bitch!"]["Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"]["You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."]["This is serious business."]["Come by boy!"]Verse 1: Fresh Kid IceHangin' on the corner, lookin' real sportyCoolin' with the fellas while downin' a 40Nothing to do, just killin' timeSittin' on my ride with my hand on my 9Gettin' a buzz, feelin' kinda niceHomie dropped a 20, so we shot some diceWe played for a while, 'till my luck was outSo the bitches walked by and my dick popped outRankin' on the bitches hanging in the streetIt's feedin' time, so hoe, come eatNibble on this dick, make me just say pleaseYou know how it's done, like a rat does cheeseThe hoe started buggin', jumped in my faceSince the boys were stressin', I had to punch her in the faceGrabbed the weave, stuffed it in her mouthDon't fuck with the Kid while I'm hangin' out!(Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.)Verse 2: Brother MarquisMe and my nigga, rollin' hardHangin' out, the whole nine yardsI'm smokin' a fat one, takin' a 40 to the headWatch out, fool, get shot deadAnd bitches clownin', cryin' and all thatBut yet, still, I keep my gatRollin' real hard in a six-tre ('63)Motherfuckin' punk, step out my wayAnd all you fools in the game, you silly-ass lamesYou can't fuck with me; I'm wild and not tameLike a savage beast, I'm out on the streetSo, motherfucker, what's up with that? You wanted beef?Punk, you got a problem? I'll solve 'em!I pulled his gat; his life cost himSo don't fuck with me while I'm around in the backI'm always strapped when I'm hangin' out!more