[Intro: Jay-Z & Rell] (We're the ones with the flame) Yeah (We're the fire that remains) Turn Rell up a lil bit (We're controllin' the game from now on) Huh Yeah! It's the world-renowned, internationally-connected Locally-accepted, Roc-A-Fella Records Don't get it confused (Roc, baby) Doin' what we do (It's the Roc, baby) B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk Free, Young H-O, Bleek (You understand) And introducin'
[Verse 1: Young Chris (Neef Buck)] It's Young C (Young C!), home of Philly, young and hungry All the girlies wanna fall in lust with me And every hood in the world discussin' me I hit it once, then I'ma give it up to Neef
[Verse 2: Neef Buck (Young Chris)] It's Neef Buck (Neef Buck) out the cut (out the cut) All the haters wanna claim that they f*ck with us It ain't a game, n*ggas know that they Toys R Us They can't f*ck with us (AAAWWWWWW)
[Verse 3: Omillio Sparks] I'm the one, man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows To do with your ho all wrapped in one, I'm not done! Man, I'm the sh*t after its all said and done The one to cop one, come back for another one Quick fast, like rapid refund I'm the grrrrrrr, mean green out the money machine I'm not done! I'm Omillio And interviews thought you could hold Sparks in the hood
[Break: Jay-Z & Young Chris] And you like it All those haters talkin sh*t we don't like it
[Verse 4: Beanie Sigel] We love it, that black mask, black glove sh*t Roll up on him don't budge, b*tch With my mack, and my tech, and my vest, just like that For them n*ggas thinkin' Mack Milli not really from the streets I'm that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast
[Chorus: Rell] Those seen here will lead you forever And we will not leave you, never And our voices will ring (rrrring!) together As one (AAAWWWWW)
[Verse 5: Freeway] It's young Free! Move, workin' the wheel, hand j*rkin' the V Busters know if you cross the line, thinkin I'm off my job But I'm on like Chris when he popped his cuz Thinkin them slugs'll fly
[Verse 6: Peedi Crakk] Call me P.C.! Tempers spillin', I peel, look how I'm killin' the wheel The fitted tilt to the left, the shirt blend with the sweats Your girls skirts and veils, she undressin', don't stare Take a picture n*gga, packin the bills
[Verse 7: Jay-Z] I'm the one! Young H-O, a game of none What you think I'd do to the brain of that dame you brung? Listen hon! Twist up one, this is Armi, sip some It's only 40 proof, it feel like 151 When I'm done! Make a run with The Roc Rock Air Force 1's, rock a bun, hide sh*t in her hair When I come! Through customs, cops can't bust him It's Hov the Hustler, I'm having one hell of a run!
[Break: Jay-Z & Young Chris] And you like it All those haters talkin' sh*t we don't like it
[Verse 8: Memphis Bleek] No, we love it, I got a mami with a body Don't touch it, you can't f*ck wit Young Easy, up on the Just Blaze production You get nothin', we get enough spins Can't stop us from coppin bottles while we clubbin' It's the R-O-C forever, tell the public, huh!
[Chorus: Rell] Those seen here we'll lead you forever And we will not leave you, never And our voices will ring (rrrring!) together As one (AAAWWWWW)