Lyrics:

(now, now go)

You got me fucked up

(why? )

Cuz I'm a bad muthafucka and you can't understand me


(chorus)

Mcs don't know how we puts it down

K-9 and p-c from east to north town

We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step

So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon


[p-c]

Nigga back up, see I came to stack up

Bodies like hits, what's that

You wanted to act up, and diss the click

A sister, put my niggaz up wetted the grave

You wanted to get richer, so offer your beats that made by fade

Cascade, because yo ass is soapy

Mr. locc you wanna be mr. low key

When yo ass used to be low key

You know me so act like you know my click

And I'm an assist to kick the shit that you and md could never get with

And speakin of md, another nigga that used to be from my click

Act like he double to down, but when it go down, go down he splits

This is strictly for all of y'all niggaz that diss me

Y'all think y'all skills is up to par well stars come out and get me

Now we got these niggaz out on the streets, and a place to lay my gun?

I guess you could say that I got hostess, in more ways than one

Y'all keep clickin and clickin, my chips continue to stack up?

But while you dissin and dissin I'm a tell you niggaz to back up cuz


(chorus) x2

Mcs don't know how we puts it down

K-9 and p-c from east to north town

We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step

So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon


[k-9]

(hey k-9 what about mad dog)

Well let that nigga loose

No better yet just let the dog loose

So he could fetch, goin to vegas to see what he catch

Ain't gonna be no cases

Just tell him what he faces and watch him snitch

While I lay up in vegas

Its either the raiders or the switch so he did

Switched over like electric shocks

Moms got on pregnant static

So they suspected pops

Did they know about me

Mr. k-9 see, clicksta in deep, in your mama's panties

Did they know that I was bangin it

Where at, oh your daddy's bread be back

Now she's pregnant and I ain't claimin it

Your husband's cryin cuz he feels like a chump

What, your son is fit to die and he ain't nuthin but a punk huh

She can't sayin nuthin cuz she needs my support?

But not for the child see the hooker's tryin to take him to court

And I'm a body like jah

But accept with mo mil

We probably wasmeant for each other

Cuz we two niggaz they gave us both jams


(chorus) x2

Mcs don't know how we puts it down

K-9 and p-c from east to north town

We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step

So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon


So when the east is in the(when the north is in the house)

Back up, back up

So when the west is in the(when the south is in the house)

Back up, back up

So when the east is in the(when the north is in the house)

Back up, back up

So when the west is in the(when the south is in the house)

Back up, back up

So my click is in the (when da click is in the house)

Back up, back up

So when k-9 is in the (when k-9 is in the house)

Back up, back up

So when p-c is in the (when p-c is in the house)

Back up, back up

When warren g is in the (when warren g is in the house)

Back up, back up


(chorus) x4

Mcs don't know how we puts it down

K-9 and p-c from east to north town

We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step

So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon