[Noreaga]
  It was, four in the mornin got a call on the cell
  What the hell, you niggaz just shot at?
  Yo they missed her, blazed most fired pistols
  Now it's our turn, to play calypsos
  Yo, me and you, meet me by the two
  A war goin on, that's involvin the crews
  Bring both your arms, Rel and Moose down in St. John's
  I wish my nigga was home, the black Fonz
  Yo we rock charms as big as Vegas
  Different crews of different size try to player hate us
  Top of the league like Bulls and y'all cats is Lakers
  Trash since Magic left, but he was the greatest
  Aiyyo we call Shan, yo Shan peace God
  You and Maze got the info?
  Them cats that tried to shoot Moose's hitmen yo?
  A nigga named Ricky, from the Bronx, cold wop city
  Thugged out, shoot his gat mad sickly
  I laid low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe
  Them niggaz my click, we three amigos -- they said
  that they knew the cat, exactly where he live at
  And when I get there, just blaze God and don't look back
  Cause Ricky got no kids and no wifey
  So when I get there God it's like more than likely
  There's Ricky like Ricardo, plus Renaldo
  So when I get there, take the coat, plus the cargo, what?
  
  Chorus: Maze
  
  We strong-arm, blazin firearm long kong
  When the beef come niggaz storm on
  (repeat 2X)
  
  [Noreaga]
  Yo like a day pass, I'm bandana'd up with a mask
  Just shot up the whole spot, crib to grass
  Pissed in his toilet, on his walls, in his halls
  Cut Ricky from his neck to his balls
  Anyone can bust a gun and stab a nigga is real
  Cause you gotta have the guts for the way that it feels
  Word got back, them niggaz said Ricky a rat
  All that, coke we took yea we cooked the crack
  The police don't really want us, they want the coke back
  It's impossible, just ask the word by the hospital
  Across from the mall right in Hoffman Park
  It's in tennis bags, guarded by a hundred Iraqs
  Yo we swerve low, beside the Jake, there go, Roberto
  The brother of Ricky, he 'posed to be wild, it's gettin deep
  How he knew where I'm at, how he knew how I eat?
  The fools pulled out, no doubt, Roberto grabbed the sick ?
  We hit the spot, then we hopped in the whips
  Now it's a chase on the highway, the L-I-E's
  Yo them fools ?, niggaz drive by me
  Iraq banner, not he, ? aqui
  
  Chorus
  
  [Noreaga]
  Aiyyo we just crashed into the pole, now we roll
  another Dutchie, calm down and stroll
  on foot, my whole click, got control
  of the whole output, now we roll
  Yo any nigga be a man for a minute y'know
  Then he, turn around once he know you got dough
  It's like a cycle, that read psycho, man in the mirror
  like Michael, my whole click down to snipe you
  Since then, Roberto had beef, with melanin men
  Every nigga he hate, was darker than him
  Older niggaz than him, stay buggin on him
  Tellin him he weak, he ain't touch my skin
  But once again CNN prevail, tho-rough
  Cause even the G-est don't really understand Hell
  I did this, from Iraq, to livin the cell
  So y'all niggaz know, what? Meet you back in Hell what?
  
  Chorus 2X