featuring Money Boss Players

[?1]

A while ago just want you to know

Just who you're listenin to (say whaaaaat?)

So listen let me tell you

Who I am and what I do

Chorus: Sadat X and ?2

[Sadat X]

Check it out the Wild C O W B O Y's

[?2]

And we the capital M to the B's to the P's

[together]

Money Boss and the Wild Cowboys goin down in history well...

[Sadat X]

Makin moves with my cats it's the Money Boss Players

It don't pay to have money if you ain't stackin layers

When I say Wild Cowboys the name says it all

I'm like your favorite, tell your man whatchu wanna tell him

I run styles, stack piles, more than a thousand empty vials

The new rhyme era, makes me the New York terror

Bronx niggaz hold ya corner if it's your girl get up on her

And bodegas across the street, holdin guns

[?3]

It's mad heat niggaz on the quest to get the riches

Fives threes or stitches

Dicin dumb bitches

Ridin in the sixes, windows tinted

On the Rover, but now it's over

The cocaine game is now sober so move over

You're better off walkin nowadays cuz cars is coffins

So here lies New York for extortion and I'm off in

any nigga in my path, fast you can ask

Big Guy, C-Deb, and Lord, Trey Bag, and Cheeba Don

[?4]

AIyyo if you didn't know I'm from the Boogie

keep a hoodie and start a nigga

and flip a brick for the triple figures

It's the young cat, black push wigs facts and brackets

Bronx drug traffic, soldier heads wreak havoc

It's the SB, from the one-six-sluggy, but yo

I'm A-Solo with a pair of Peps and my Polo