Pick it up pick it up (4X)

If you find a bag of weed on the floor motherfucker

What the fuck you gon do

Pick it up pick it up (3X)

Verse One:

While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check

The double S vest nigga wreck the discotheque

Sit back relax and while my Squad kick tacks

Then tap your man back and be like "Did you see that??"

Ahh yes comin from the North South East West

Hold your nose and take a deep breath, recess

we bless, mics, three times a day

Three times a night, it all equals subliminal sequels

Strictly laughing at MC's

Lyrics for years that run more than ten deep

Niggaz be like "Ahh he changed his style up"

Shut the fuck up, ya still a dick-ridah

It's nine-six so get with it

Peep that back-in-the-day shit when that other Squad was Hit-tin

Listen, must we forget, I originated

all that wild shit, that rrraahh rrraaoowww shit

That jump up and ready to fuck shit up now shit

Brick City!! Is where I get down kid

Peace to all my buddah smokers on Prince

Fuck what ya heard, Brick City runs shit

PPP got the glocks and tecs

And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

Say what? Got some fly shit on deck

Say WHAT? Got some fly shit on deck

PPP got the glocks and tecs

And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

Verse Two:

First of all, MC's be on my balls, straight up

Pubic hairs and everything, lick the whole plate up

Bay Area, roll up your Las Vegas

To all MC's, I love it that you hate us

Drop skills that might send wind chill factors

Back through Patterson, J.C. and Hacken-sack

Step uncorrect and get blackened

The assassin, find da