(Havoc:) Yeah! Watup, son?. (Styles:) Havoc, watup nigga good lookin for the beat. I'ma talk shit over this one. (Havoc:) Told you I got you my nigga. But um, I want you to let these niggaz.
Sometimes it feels like the whole world is against me. And is it the Henny that bend me; I be in the zone. Gazing at the walls, suppressed, thinking da phone.
Yeah, we gotta hold down the fort. We gotta hold down the block. We gotta hold down the fort. We gotta hold down the fort, check it. Nineteen-ninety-motherfuckin-three right?.
Uhh, yeah. How we hit it?. Check it out. . Shorty don't front, you better act like you're widdit. Frontin like you never did it, bitch admit it. Matter fact, shut the fuck up and turn around.