Yeah

Y'all know what this is, we back at it

Come on

It's that nine eleven music right here man

We in the building man

Welcome to ground zero everybody

Juelz Santana

Dipset, hell rell

Yo, yo, I speak pain

I spit power, talk courage

Breathe flowers

Follow me through the debris of these towers

The rain, the sleet, the street showers

Don't get caught up when the street showers

When the guns rain

The clips pour

The soldiers grip fours

Then begin war

Come on

It's Santana the Great

Tie 'em up, bandana his face

Hammer his face, fucker

I'm trying to get my act together

In a booth now, trying to get my rap together, ya know?

I got to fire to heat the street up

Abuse the track, and beat the beat up, ya know?

You already know what I'm about homie

I'm young, I'm focused, I'm just coming out homie

You can go by what you hear through word of mouth homie

Or step out of line, Cam betting the house on me

You know I ain't stopping yet

You know my album ain't done

It ain't dropping yet

I'm in the midst of a bidding war

And we need two milli more

Just to move in the door, shit

Yes the boys are back at it

Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

So line 'em up, shoot 'em down

Do it now

Welcome to ground zero

Tell 'em it's ground zero

Line 'em up, shoot 'em down

Do it now

Welcome to ground zero

Tell 'em it's ground zero

Yes the boys are back at it

Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

Killa, yo, these girls told yo I'm the man right?

Well listen to lover

When I beef, visions are gutter

Kids clapping, kidnappings, heard her missing a brother

I'm hitting your sister, you kissing your mother

The shit is disguster

Underground with people, lethal

Trapped in the desert

Surrounded by evil

Yeah, I see your bitch is impressed

My kicks is all fresh

This shit on my chest

By Mitchell and S

I got her opened

Hoping she's not

I'd have her crack in her tits

Coke in her twat

Have her crack up the strip

Coke up the block

She'd get cracked up and hit

Keep soaping your cycle mami

My girls lay up in suites

A half of cake of week

And masturbate like Tweet

Killa, I be popping the oozies

Copping them Coogi's

Eyes on the drop real droopy

Mirror snoopy, look at your hooptie

Rocking the rubies

Hop in the hoochie

Popping her coochie

Chill while I'm chasing millions

I'm a baller that would merk you like Jason Williams

Don't play with villas

Vacate the building

Or the eights will come and rape your children

Yeah, it's a kilo to a milligram

I'm still the man

Word to Killa Cam

Yes the boys are back at it

Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

So line 'em up, shoot 'em down

Do it now

Welcome to ground zero

Tell 'em it's ground zero

Line 'em up, shoot 'em down

Do it now

Welcome to ground zero

Tell 'em it's ground zero

Yes the boys are back at it

Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

Two of my cards and crooks slashed at two of my pawns and rooks

For all the charms they took

To my head of security, british the titan

Clicking the fifth, and gripping it tight

God dammit, not to mention my bishop and knights

And listen to Bridgette to White

Making crucial trips through the night

And Prince Juelz, I told you ever since Juelz

If them faggots even flinch Juelz

My dogs gonna eat 'em alive

Forty fours, the pleading, deleting, they lives, come on

And Killa wally's leading the movement

For realla we wouldn't be in this movement

Over him I might kill ya

Be in a tomb, just facing my time

Loyal on side, outside spoiler on rides

System bumping, bumping, oh boy, in the ride

Oh boy, I done slide, shit

He done came got his boy

He's ashamed at his boy

Had to flame at a boy

Over the name we employed

Which is none other than Dip Set

For ya'll dumb motherfuckers

Yes the boys are back at it

Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

So line 'em up, shoot 'em down

Do it now

Welcome to ground zero

Tell 'em it's ground zero

Line 'em up, shoot 'em down

Do it now

Welcome to ground zero

Tell 'em it's ground zero

Yes the boys are back at it

Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

Killa the Don, Freaky, Juelz Santana, BK Harlem

Whoo, Hell Rell, the whole Taliban

Dip Set, T. Money, Luca, Bracee

Double nickel

Blacker, shane cut his short on these ****