Al Tariq - Peace Akki lyrics

In the name of Allah.. Al' Tariq.. (?) abdullah.. God Connect y'all.. [Al' Tariq] What? Uhh, this how you do (this how you do) This how you do it (this how you do it nigga) This how you do it, uhh, uhh Like Mike Jordan on this one (like this, it be fat) Like Mike Jordan on this one (comin at'cha, we comin at'cha) Like Mike Jordan on this one Like Mike J, nigga take it away [Psycho Les] Straight out the ruggedest streets we bless you with the ruggedest beats To bang speakers through the metro got you petrol Once my tec blow, hollows at yo' project-o Your heartbeat, go from (?) garden, to techno music Especially the old loud music Chop it and make hits and bounce Itto ghetto way Buick with a forty ounce, between the laps Makin cream off raps, we display, con dis way [Al' Tariq] I bust these chickens like they clips, live fat as Jimmy Walker The stalker, speak this new talker native New Yorker Straight out the Q-Boro, my shit thorough Like ki's of uncut, raw nut up in yo' gut Say what, say what, say WHAT? My blue steel lethal plus my peoples, rollin two deep, there ain't no equal Ain't no sequel to this horrifyin, stars are dyin I peeped you in that show nigga so stop your lyin [Chorus] You're frontin (you ain't sayin nuttin) "Yo we steady hittin home runs kid while you be buntin" WHO WE? THE BEATNUTS, puffin lah lah, got this game on lock Competition HA HAH.. ("ha ha, ha ha, ha ha..") World Famous on that ass.. WHO WE? BEATNUTS Puffin lah lah, got this game on lock Competition, look, look [Al' Tariq] I'm cold blooded as a, matter, of fact we shackin with the slack, and pumpin them kid