Said Yo

[Intro: Solomon Childs] Wu Music Group, it's time to get that money Aiyo 'Vine, haul all the big toys out for this one, baby S. Childs, let's go [Chorus 2X: Solomon Childs] A little kid says yo, "yo" I got a color TV, CD player, and car stereo And all I want is capsule I also got a .38, don't give me no hassle [Solomon Childs] Rough like Timberland wear, yea Me and my Unit, in them Range Rovers out there Peace to all the crooks, all the niggas with bad looks Semi automatic's and flows that hook Return of Babylon, cocaine in the engine of my Avalon When I speak, niggas is gon' listen like I'm Farrakhan The block's on fire, hot like carasine We try'nna bake more cakes than Sara Lee Let's get a set of keys, your dick don't get hard When you broke through my project hallways You can smell the gun smoke, part one of the thrillogy, homeyboy It's blood, boy, with black leather gloves, boy Don't have us kill up your click, boy Any thought between my asscheeks, boy Shit on my hand, k-tone in my hand, boy [Chorus 2X] [Solomon Childs] I want more, more money, more comes, more murder Murder homicide, S. Childs, movie's of half blood like the X-Files My poppa was a general, my mom was a preacher's daughter My projects was the meaning of slaughter Had to get knocked down, to stand tall New York City's newest protocal, arson Fire like the Bronx, music for niggas who kill NARC's Black steel hawk, associate with snakes and sharks So listen, I can feel your pain, stress is a muthafucka Be puttin' my broke Newport's back together My little sister had Russell skates We ate Roy Rogers in my pop's cocaine gates They gon' feel my wrath, like Rakim's tommy guns in '88 When I get that feeling, I start, robbing and stealing When I get that feeling, I start, robbing and stealing And if you want it that bad, you get down on your knees And pray, somebody try taking this from me Invite 'em to dance, and I ain't talking bout no small ray Hammers, that'll throw flesh through the air, like Tony Hawk's skateboard rail The streets be so real, them nine millimeter's declared It's crunchtime, second guess, sometime to remain the people's champ [Chorus 2X]