We're Back - The Lox

Yeah!

Sheek Louch!

Ayo Kiss… Ayo Styles P… Clip up niggas…

Y’all wanted this shit right… fuck it.

let’s go!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

So who’s the kings of this microphone?

Who be still in the hood?

Burner on 'em, dutch and heavy Patron

Still big twenty pieces in a drug free zone

Still light conversation when I talk on the phone

In the Quadro-masi, doo-rag wrapped like I’m Hajii

Allybaba, when it’s beef get the chopper

I’m in the trash can like I’m Oscar

Yeah!

More bodies more crack more guns

I figure we come back and make a couple more ones

Shit I’m already lookin' at a thousand of my sons

Lil' Jay-Zs, lil' Esco’s and Pun’s

Lil' Doc Dre’s, lil' Slick Rick’s and Run’s

You ain’t never heard 'em do it like we do

More money, but this not equal

Sheek Louch homie, microphone killer

No shirt on, silverback gorilla, yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

Original coke movers, our CD’s made

Niggas bids go smoother, when the system tried to lose 'em

Gotta be god if they ain’t devils

I’m in a hole in the wall, shootin' pool, table that ain’t leveled

I mean to offend you, if you dropped an album

In the last ten years then my DNA’s in you

Can’t be like but they wishin' to, dissin' who?

Please, these lil' niggas know who they listen to

Finally the underdogs is over the hump

Pass the cashmere Gucci trench over the pump

The snitches can still hurt me, as far as the bitches

They still thirsty, Far as the riches I’m still worthy

Whatever you want, I can get it by the thousands

And knock it off right in front of municipal housing

I can drop a jewel or a bomb, I just hope it hit ya

'Kiss, you can do the book, or the motion picture

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

What else can I say that the others didn’t?

L-O-X taught you everything that ya mother didn’t

I shoot the gun 'til the trigger break, all of the rubber missin'

Go and get another one, get on another mission

It’s no one like me, quite frank, the right bank

I’ll put ya think tank, all on ya Nikes

Still talk black shit, a whole lot of conscious

But I’m from the street so I never take nonsense

You don’t want ya arm bent, followed by ya throat slit

Ferocious, wanna take a ride on the Ghost ship?

More bodies, more guns, more crack

More weights, more shots, more niggas that’s runnin' to get the stacks

Talk to the cartels never on the phone, no

Only on the front yard, when I get my lawn mowed

You don’t want a bullet in ya baldy or ya corn rows

L-O-X is back, run and tell 'em that it’s on, yo

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)

L dot O dot X motherfucker

Run and tell the hood we back (we back!) Yeah!

L dot O dot X motherfucker

More bodies more guns more crack (more crack!)