歌手:Royce Da 5'9"
专辑:《Street Hop》

[Intro: Royce]{"One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight"}
Y'all been frontin
Without a ounce of thuggin
You go against me, you too can count for nothin[Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm the king of the backpackers
This T-bone contact to any wack rapper
It's biometric how
I wet yaMy dialect's an entire weapon, it's set to just fire reckless
BLAP! Like {"one-two"} guns swoop
In the same booth the federales tryin to run through
Like, like {"three-four"} we raw
Me and Vishis tradin like a triple beam seesaw
I'm a veteran, the mac-11 the pump
You could name whoever you want
Wayne... Yay...
JayHahaha,
I'm just playin wit 'em...
I keep the {"four-five"} on my hip
You take me serious then
I might trip
About {"seven-eight"} ****** and die
Feelin some type of way
I figure it's pride
I'm the right-on truth
And that's right,
I'm even plottin on my own crew
Joey... Crooked...
OrtizSlaughterhouse![Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]{"One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight"}
Y'all been frontin (uh-huh)
Without a ounce of thuggin
You go against me, you too can count for nothin
Like {"One, two"} like {"three"} like
Ha ha, you {"two"} can - count for nothin[Royce Da 5'9"](Woo!)
I'm what choice is to option
Royce to hip-hop is what,
Mike Buffer's voice to boxing(Let's get ready to rumbllllle!)
Yes, it's a couple **** dealerssomewhere that got rich livin the **** that
I spit (me!)
I don't re-enact *****,
I illuminate
I know every point what
I count like a
Q&AIt ain't a arm when it's tucked in my box
Since it's
Lindsay Lohan, ****** call me
Fire Crotch
I'm seein clear like a
MyBotI drop my coupe, black shoes, black
Noob Saibot
I spit fire like
Izod, why not
Cause sho' 'nuff
I'm glowin like
Thai mockAnd y'all cryin like babies over the net
I should call you ******
Lady GagaI call, "You and Em need to get togetherY'all need each other Nickel Shady blah blah!"
If I die I'ma leave heat
I'ma leave the sun behind,
I'm tryin to repeat
Don't try to ban the drummer
He's an (Animal) and you can be a random number, uh (ohh!)[Chorus][Royce Da 5'9"](Ahh)
I put the gun to lames
Eeny-miny
Motown, play the numbers game
Five shots on my blockis like for once
I see like my pops is
CyclopsWith both eyes
I see you got no sides
Bring it to your
Chippendale neck with the bowties...
All you stand
Grab a ***** ass like "Aye," call me
OJ Da Juiceman...
I get away with murder
That Johnny
Rocket in my pocket with my favorite burger
I'm tryin to shake it like a
PolaroidThey said
I couldn't do it twice, call me
Soulja Boy
I said[Chorus]