They wanna know, where the hood at? nikka, we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tecs, they never scared
Them guns we holding, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em air
Dump-dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare
Dogs, I think smarter, reach harder
Slugs travel much farther
nikkas stomped a Timberland wearing face carver
With the box cutter, top gutter
I hover over you lames, run for cover, end in your brain
Yeah, you did your thang but not very good
And by the looks of things, You can't come back to the hood
This is not a good look for you my nikka
Wus really poppin, Inquirin minds wanna know
How you rocking them new guns, we cop those
Invoke, like we bought 'em in Costco's
Don't get yaself murk'd, wet shirt
- Mobb Deep, amerikaz nightmare