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 this 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