Lyrics:

Ah, yeah – fuck that
Yo – I want to give a shout-out
To all my bitches up North
Ah – do y'all thing, bitches, do y'all time, y'all gon' be alright
To all my bitches in Albion
All my bitches in Bedford Hills – the Janets, the Jills
Sit still, see the parole board, y'all bitches gonna be alright
All my bitches on Riker's Island –
Rhoda – do your time, bitch, I'ma see you when you show
And most definitely I wanted to give a mad shout-out to my brother Panch
183rd – that's my word
You're my brother... there'll never be another... mad love
La Di Da Di – don't hurt nobody
Mighty Whitey – keep your head up
I also wanna give a shout-out to Officer Madison in Bedford Hills –
Black-ass bitch – you hurtin' nobody, 
I'm home, bitch – you can't do nothing to me now
I also wanna say – to Judge Bavera, 
You can give me head, 'til I'm dead – fuck you
I'm wearing the blue and gray; look what I've been through
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Steele from the 'Stuy, Do-Or-Die
And to my Daddy – I love you, Daddy
Do your thing in Sing Sing, 'cause I still got the ring-ring
One love... and I'm out

'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'Stepped up, to get your rep up'
'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost'

You do your first bit of dirt to get your name known
You never talk too much to get your spot blown
Now you're no longer just a face in the crowd
You're getting so much respect that niggas might as well bow
And moving up with your hustle, like you planned it
Rakin' dough like the world's greatest bandit
Always got one eye open, for the stick-up kids posting
So much cream – chumps, they can't understand it
Ladies flock to your jock like it's golden
Curious to test the weight you be holding
But you ain't got no time, to be chasing felines
If she's the chick that you pick, then she gets chosen
People treat you like you're ghetto royalty
And all your staff shows you utmost loyalty
You've paid your dues, refuse to lose in this scenario
The rep grows bigger, you're a legend and a hero

'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'Stepped up, to get your rep up'
'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost'

Your fame has gotten larger than your life
You've got a harem of bitches and killer niggas that's hype
They got your back, but you so fly you don't need em
You shit where you're eating, so you don't peep the proceedings
They start scheming, feeling that you're too swollen
And that's the reason why your cash and stash gets stolen
You start perspiring, because you're paranoid
Still another confrontation that you couldn't avoid
Prepare for drama, as if you were a stunt-man
Back in the days, you was a forty and a blunt man
Today you're a Willie, now the weather's too chilly
New York City ain't the place to be fronting
Over your shoulders, day and night, is where you look
Your so-called fam ran a scam, and you got shook
Go back to square one, better go talk to your son
See reps grow bigger in the life of a crook

'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'Stepped up, to get your rep up'
'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost'

Years ago, we were new jacks to this scene
Showed some effort, made fat records, but still saw no green
Know what I mean? They tried to stifle us
Nigga, you could not believe how really ill and trife it was
Fed up, so we headed on a serious mission
Wishing that we could better our position
Two businessmen – Guru and Preem, we enterprised
Too strong to be stepped on, creatively wise
The dedicated ministers of underground sound
When we're doing our thing, you know we don't fuck around
No matter how bizarre and different you think you are
Your team wouldn't dream of competing with Gang Starr
Premier in the rear, with the beats and cuts
And Guru with the mic, ready to tear shit up
Take us out the game, nigga? How you figure??
The name is well kept, and the rep just gets bigger

'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'Stepped up, to get your rep up'
'The rep grows bigger' ('Stay large')
'Keep my workers under pressure'
'Try to get the dough all'
'Never make mistakes, always come correct'
'You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost'