[Black R] Yeah baby it's time to pump the bottle, baby
  [Benzino] Yeah
  [Black R] Can you take to the re-rub off my shit?
  [Benzino] Yeah, Hangmen 3
    [Benzino (Black Rob)]
  All y'all done it, all y'all funny
  Shit can get ugly
  One man summit, always blunted,
  Haters most wanted
  I live it, y'all flaunt it (Any questions)
  Deep dish twenty
  Y'all too friendly
  My shit trendy
  You really wanna know
  Long time coming, long time hustling
  It's all my money
  House, cars it's all mine cousin
  My life sumthin', y'all like frontin' (Any questions)
  Fuck that dump shit if my gun click all y'all run quick
  Y'all just talkin'
  Boston, Harlem, Own, Sparkin
    [Hook]
  [Black Rob]
  If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
  Me and Ray like big Shaq in the paint
  We do it from DC to Detroit, to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down
  [Benzino]
  If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
  Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint
  We do it from Cleveland to Oakland, down to LA, VA and back to NC
    [Black Rob]
  Yo, best done, who done popped up out of hiding
  Snuck out the bowels of Gotham, who gone stop em'?
  The body mask wore eighty-fives, all solid
  It's all roll-ed, let's get this green like its call-ed
  I floss a lot black and get to Boston I'm hot
  Acting like I won't bring the black Porsche off the lot
  Then do the right thing, y'all know Ray, y'all know Jinx
  I'm like the night wing with the iced out bright wing
  Go ahead dog, sleeping I'm a steal ya plate
  Brought Ray and Made Men out to seal ya fate
  More ya ta none, beef, might borrow ya guns
  I borrow ya funds, dog we'll spoil your fun
  Eastside I lay at, I'm like whoa! when ya play that
  I'm not a killer cat to fix his mouth and say that
  Bad Boy, Made Mens and high living
  I'm outta here, streets, stay out of prison
    [Hook]
  [Black Rob]
  If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
  Me and Ray like big Shaq in the paint
  We do it from DC to Detroit, to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down
  [Benzino]
  If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
  Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint
  We do it from Cleveland to Oakland, down to LA, VA and back to NC
    [Benzino]
  Four, five, sixes, arm tight bitches
  The middle finger's up to all my critics
  Flow so vicious, hate taking pictures
  I ain't feelin' niggas who fuckin' with the snitches
  Hit you out the park like Manny, y'all can't stand me
  Won't see me at the Grammy's
  My team stunning, the high beams are coming
  Doors flying open, my team start thumping
  Leave your boys crawling
  Who got your back, call em'
  Problems resolve them, there not that important
  The last one standing, you the first one leaving
  The first one bleeding, now who the one breathing?
  Ninety-five south, don't ever try and follow
  Fuck around, get hit by the hollow
  Ray Benzino, Grand Marciano, Bad Boys, Made Men live at the Apollo
    [Hook x2]
  [Black Rob]
  If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
  Me and Ray like big Shaq in the paint
  We do it from DC to Detroit, to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down
  [Benzino]
  If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
  Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint
  We do it from Cleveland to Oakland, down to LA, VA and back to NC
    [Second hook fades out]