Stomp Em Out

The midnight murder, two cop bodies on my heat
Walk the street with a motherfkin straight face
Little shorty flip the script, huh
on any punk as* nigg* or b*tch
The little brown skin buddha sucker, little motherfker
I dwell, in Juvenile Hell (yea yea)
I got the s**t that make you wanna catch a body quick
fk em up, bust em down, Queensbridge style
Street corner thug, my title neighborhood partygoer
Noreaga was my idle (yea)
So what you wanna do nigg*
My knuckle game brought me fame in the project hallways
I got mad props, for killin cops
Little shorty hood, a little nigg* no good
My twenty-five weighs a ton so run
I'm c*ckin back on your black as* B and it's like that

Stomp em out kid, stomp em out (4X)

Throw on my hoodie, when lit the Phillie
I put a fkin cap in the neighborhood bully
What now, coward as* nigg* - you ain't tough
Fakin jax, I'ma call your motherfkin bluff
that violate get me vexed
Son got the mac, Noyd got the tec
I'm catchin body baggin like deez up
Town ? the ki's, flippin twenty-three G's
Around the way bustin pills by the fkin pound
(??) Yeah kid, you know I got dat
Jump in the hooptie, countin up my loot deep
? on my vest in case wanna shoot me
blazin at my ride, but I don't give a fk
cause I retaliate, with the bulls**t two-five
It's only right, that I represent
Sip on the E&J, straight fk around and get mega bent
Me and my crew, wild for days
Burn up the stage like a motherfkin heat wave
Learn to maintain, less stress on the brain
try to front, but they know my motherfkin name
Straight from the Bridge, yeah, you know my style kid
I have you shook like a twenty-five to life bid

ragga chatta - can't make it out

Big Noyd
Blowin out the frame, yes it's part of the game
If your style ain't fit, you need to flip the script
and get on it, you might think it's all about that bulls**t
But s**t get real, with a mac and two clips
with a hoodie, hmm, somethin's up
Thought you heard a scream, and next I heard a buck
Bow, I knelt down, one knee on the ground
I pull out the glock and Twin pull out the four pound
s**t is real sprayin rocks on the block
If you wanna carry G's you got to carry a glock
and go all out, get down for your crown, don't fk around
nigg* tried to front, believe me get beat down
and turn around get popped with the glock in a sec
while your man got the tec to his fkin neck
You know my style kid, you know I'm wild kid
Don't try to front that make me flip and catch a d*mn bid
Representin from the 'Bridge, you know how it is
My name is Big Noyd, stomp em out kid

Mobb Deep chorus while Big Noyd speaks
KnowhatI'msayin? Big Noyd in the motherfkin house
Representin from the Queensbridge housin
My man Big Twin, knahmsayin, Vic Nice
?? like that
Keep it goin keep it goin keep it goin
Keep it goin keep it goin keep it goin
Keep it goin keep it goin keep it goin
Keep it flowin check it out
Shout out to my motherfkin Goodfella
We got my man ?, Rapper G
??, knahmsayin? Stomp em out, stomp em out, stomp em out