Nineteen N

Chorus: phiness

We came here to party, join together everybody
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
It's a holiday (it's a party goin on)
We came here to party, throw your hands up everybody
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
It's a holiday (it's a party goin on)

[vinnie]
Once again, it's on, it's been awhile since you heard the style
Yes it took a little time but now we worth your while
To all of you from my crew who been waitin so long, this
Track caps off at that official naughty bomb shit
The ill-town party rhyme sayer
Depletin mc's like the ozone layer
May acquire my desires and like vintage wine
We shall sell no rhyme, before it's time
I'm, the nineteen naughty nine mc
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies
So remember why you hate me
I'm naughty by nature you're severed by association
Which meanin that you fake ass niggaz who connected to them
Snake ass niggaz, don't come up in my face, ass niggaz
You try to keep on rhymin like you didn't know
Naughty by nature came to save ya from them bullshit shows

Chorus

[treach]
The feds pick up the balance, watchin everything that we touch
But yeah i see the d stuck in the v-s-e-and-g truck
They watchin us, plan on knockin us, threw binoculars
My nigga i connect the bottom lock to the top of us
You take the topic, ain't no profit
But give me a picture, and a compass, and i'll do a nostradamus
Find that ass on a quick spot, catch you slippin
Like ice and silk solks, the cover of your album
Be the back of milkbox
See i'm an iffer hit a shitter like an old timer
Momma, i dig a vagina like a gold miner
I'ma, rebel rhymer time trauma minus your momma
Equal a lot less drama, let me talk to you mami
Maybe you could come to dirty jerz, new jeru, witcha crew
You bring that ass, i'll bring the brew
And hit some thug passion, and roast some d
From incense to hash'n, niggaz hot, talkin bout crashin

Chorus

[phiness]
Do we (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Do we
Do we, dumdum-dum-dum-dum-dum

[vinnie]
So yo the moral of the story in this game called rap
Either we all gon' clap, or somebody gon' get clapped
And i'm not down with that, sure as my name's vin rock
In '99 i will officially re-open up the block
And dedicate my life to preservation of hip-hop
I'm tired of seein the people of my culture gettin shot
And now i must step up because i know that's all we got
I must do it, pursue it, before all the maggots make it rot
Hip-hop, it ain't gon' die, it's gon' diversify
And as long as i'm alive, i'm gon' promote the i
And no matter how many people try to use or difuse it
It ain't nuttin like hip-hop music!!

Chorus 2x

[phiness]
Do we .. doo-wee
Do we .. doo-wee-yeah..
Do we, dumdum-dum-dum-dum-dum

[treach]
No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples cause they evil to my people
Fuck procedure, hope that ass can spell illegal search and seizure
Banged before, ain't forgettin, go 'head start, all your crap
And get a boot from a lawsuit and a news conference at eleven
Routine stops, how often? tri day before last week (word?)
Always tryin to pull me over on these dark ass streets
Gave the war two blocks, two middle fingers like my nigga
Mr. fuck-a-cop tupac so fuck them mug shots that you got
My boo stops for nathin, know that bonnie and clyde
If that was then there'll be no texas with you tommy's inside
Chasin cases got that badge and know you runnin the place
But that ain't nar' a fuckin reason to have them guns in my face
And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no nookie (go jerk off)
Shit, get your sights, get off that rookie shit
Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, thing we done, i got my niggaz on the run

I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run, i ain't the one!

[vinnie]
Hardcore on my block just because i'm black
Cause i'm ghetto superstar you pull me out of my car
Well motherfucker i'm not knowin what they put in yo' ear
The only thing i'm transportin is my naughty hear
I don't sell coke no mo', but still i make fast dough
By slangin records by the millions, what you question me fo'?
Runnin my plates, registration, and insurance thus far
L-x fo'-seventy's my company car
So next time you think about, pullin over uncle vinnie
I'ma call dan nolan, sue your whole fuckin city

[treach]
Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, thing we done, i got my niggaz on the run

I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run, i ain't the one!

So you won't, give the illy nones
Like i fucked your bitches, silly grudge
Yeah protect and serve that ass, with a billy club
Go the right way, to get rid of ya, political riddle ya
Fuck with me i'll turn you to a traffic ticketer
To put it plain i'm sick of ya, cherry tops are pitiful
Break bones and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To keep niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit
That's just a fragment, of what they invent, to bend shit
Years were handed, for joe, left by judy with the booty crew
But they blame the game suzy with the snooty two (who?)
The blockout thugs plus the hoochie crew, shit i keep my uzi too
Who the fuck are you to tell a fool rules?
I got somethin for those droppin a loss
And somethin else for all you faggots pullin me out of my car
Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, thing we done, i got my niggaz on the run

I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! fuck that! get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run, i ain't the one!

[treach]
I wanna see y'all who wanna plan with me
Wave your hands across the land if we family
Say hot-damn hot-damn we wanna jamboree
This is for my peeps here i stand for you cause you stand for me

[chorus]
C'mon i know i jam, i know i jam jam, while oh damn
I know i jam, i know i jam jam boree
I know i jam, i know i jam jam while oh damn why don't you jamboree for me?
Yes, indeed

[treach]
Kaboom kaboom the platoon came on in eight limbs and timbs
Broke rims smoked sims whoop dogs with bent rims
For the real and the raw from whoo'd up with the law
I never kill for the thrill but i cut for the cars
Smokin' budda with a hoota' get better prices from looters
Shake my shell with the shooters leed a luga with duga
Some say modeling and acting mean treach is selling
(man he's sellin')
While i'm yelling first a felon with my gat at ya melon (booyah)
Hella heated, i'm too ill for them to beat it
We the most cheated most weeded most needed
You best believe it
Lets take the tapes jam for me, stand for me
Your'e damned to be without the jamboree

[chorus 1x]

[vinnie]
We've put it down since the days of high school
And everywhere we mark we rule
Naughty's about to raise our stock
And we didn't come to brag about what we got nigga
We came to rock
We blew the spot taking the streets to pac
You'd be thug-style for a while (?then cold rolled our jock?)
Using the last few years as our evidence
Niggas been tryin' to duplicate the mixture ever since
You live in value reprimanding
If you challenge me i guarantee
When we finish i'll be the last man standing
Fuck what you heard naughty is forever in demand when
Kay drop tracks all the party people jammin'

[treach]
I wanna see y'all who wanna plan with me
Wave your hands across the land if we family
Say hot-damn hot-damn we wanna jamboree
This is for my peeps here i stand for you cause you stand for me

[chorus 1x]

[treach]
I ask the thugs who have mercy in these days is dirty
I'm still sturdy and flirty till my derby for jersey
The funk is pass-booted lights-camera-shoot it
I just did it to do it that's why i suit it and boot it
Here's the graphic niggas is just tattered and added
Orgy's are automatic from back-traffic to addicts
Crush the cabbage straight from the savage to lavish
We rip those who rat it thats why your click had it
(?dog?) cats to cuchies for me its lootchie then hootchies
Cause we'll drop a cuzzie that leaves your whole label woozy
And shitty and dizzy because your whole city miss me
And whip out they titties
And from they kiddies throw me 50's in bundles of 100's
And make every hater want it
Drunk and blunt it knock onto the hottest nigga comin'
Kay scratch and cut ya no matta what you make or
Wanna come and touch her the punani rusher like usher

[chorus 2x to fade]
[zhane]
(jam on it) (jam-jam-jam) (jam-jam-jam) (jam on it)

[treach] you know it's naughty on the radio (turn it up!)
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
[treach] turn up your motherfuckin radio (turn it up!)
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!

Verse one: treach

I'm the king of hip-hop, there is none nigher
Sucker motherfuckers better call me sire
To burn my kingdom, there ain't enough fire
I won't stop rockin cause i won't re-tire
Under the sheet, boricua heat, a street fleet, with missle seekers
Cause g.i. joe's a john doe, ass beat with some street sweepers
Hold the heaters, want a war? bless the butcher
Glad to meet you motherfuck that, nice to mush ya
The twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles
Of beer of beer on the wall on the wall
The twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles of, beer!
Now if the one of the one bottles of bottles of
Happened to happened to fall
We'll bring the rock with hip-hop, and yes yes y'all
So i asked some-motherfuckin-body who breed's the bangest?
Car jackers with clappers or star rappers with street flamers!
Here's a smoker yeah the newport that you bought
Wanna hear this bump from new city, new guinea to new york!
(niggy what?!)

Chorus: rustic overtones and treach

{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
[treach] turn up your motherfuckin radio (turn it up!)
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!

Verse two: vinnie

My radio believe me, i like it loud
I don't care if you don't like it cause it draws a crowd
And if you wanna find me one-eighteen is the block
My first name vinnie, the last name rock (rock)
But don't you come around unless you got a boombox
To add on to the sounds that we already got
We don't be trippin or flippin we concentratin on rhymes
Never snitchin or bitchin or perpetratin no crime
Kay-gee and treachery's both down with me
The illest on the mic since run-d.m.c.
Whether urban or top 40, naughty, thought we'd resurrect the
Where-we-from amensia, blackin out so much i suffer
Epileptic seizures (ahh!) takin our time just to
Guarantee we'll please ya -- the wait is over
So call up with your request it's been a good long while
Naughty by nature's on your favorite dial

Chorus: rustic overtones and treach

[treach] turn up your motherfuckin radio (turn it up!)
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!

Verse three: treach

When undercovers don't know who to cop, spots gotta move the rock
Now poppa the cop's got out with two blocks sport a newer glock
Niggaz be in tuned to watch, some like to move in mob
Dressin wildin up my niggaz ? slice my tuner top
The streets are boilin brewin hot since 1-2 to watts
But later we go and party with more mami's than when menudo dropped
Take a ride through the buddha block, 360 through the block
Lock it up, then stop, cause there's two of the cop
Find a crew to knock i'm in the mood to rock, fuelin hot
Actin like you knew the block when you the cops, two to drop
My motto here you see is no way slick
Givin you news to get you off my nigga o.j.'s dick
Haters don't walk shit, they talk shit, new tactics
Like the six million dollar man they see six, after them taxes
(no shit) my niggaz rap shit like they classic, but ask this
I'll blow any show, and if you diss you'll get yo' ass kicked

Chorus: rustic overtones and treach *repeat 3x to fade*

[treach] turn up your motherfuckin radio (turn it up!)
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}
Ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh! ohhhh!

[big punisher]
Big pun baby
You miss me?

{see pun gon' sing, then he gon' rhyme}
{let me lick you girl where the sun don't shine}
{i'm gon' sing, treach gon' rhyme}
{let me lick you girl where the sun don't shine}

Chorus: big pun + backup singer (repeat 2x)

We can do it in the middle of the night girl
We can do it on the beach in the sunlight
We can do it anywhere that you like girl
Long as you do it, and do it, all night

[big punisher]
So how you like it mama? in the morning coming out the sho-wah?
How bout the middle of the night, late after hours?
My powers be have her comin hard to god, say good muslim
From the way i crush the sun, the moon, and then the stars
Punisher's large like the planets
But if you make my dick hard like janet
Then you can ride the squad transit
Trizz nathaniel to you, can you handle my crew?
Bend over by the fridge and hand me your brew
This is how we do, that's just how you do
Throw a hand in the air, and scream trizz power rules
(trizz power rules) again (trizz power rules)
That means you run train, with your whole damn crew, c'mon

Chorus

[treach]
Dirty jerz, wettin the set, with no sweat and moet
If you want the treach, there's no dick with no lickin
For you home or hubby, how come ? make it sunny
You took off the rag, so don't get mad that it's runny
I fuck with the rubby, and long stroke don't poke
Put the hooter in your cooler til your booty gets soaked
I knock it from the front, and make you look at your foot
Hit it solo from the back i might forget how you look
An old crook crashin knowin who wanna screw
I've been fuckin ever since you called it doin the do
Now who you doin it to? the fuckin screw of the crew?
Hittin somethin and drunk drivin past the boys in the blue
Talkin to you

Chorus

[treach]
Poo-tang..tang.. no scallywagging! now
Hit it from the illtown ground to cali alley, now
Bang it in a boogie down building, with no windows (bx)
With your partner riding big pun, passin indo
If pun smack her ass tell her grab his gut
Cause when i pop the cock, watch the nuts erupt
Been platinum, no more sleepin on latin rappin (boricua)
So get your mackin crackin and pun pass the magnum

[big pun]
It's me big pee the bachelor
Your secret garden need a weeder whacker
All i need is my gat and my black cleopatra
She the master of seduction with a classy introduction
Must be after somethin way she make that ass function
Pass the dutch and take off your boots
I'ma call my troops, and just work that caboose
Terror squad the truth, we the proof for the kids
In the coupe with the trizz, whoot! there it is, c'mon

[backup singer]
Take off your clothes, meet me in the bathtub
I wanna get it on, scrub a dub rub
Last night baby, told me that you'd stay
And when i awake it seems like you're gone for days

Chorus (minus big pun) only *1x*

[backup singer]
We can do it in the middle of little italy
Don't worry about your man, he can't do diddily
Ohhhh... i can do it better!

[pun] senora! (senora) senorita! (senorita)

Quita te toda la ropa me amor,
Quiero estan en tu contigo corazon.
(x2)

We're in the time where many doors are too hard to enter in
And many people really ain't worth the mentionin
Thugs, me hugs, and plus a little gentle friend
Or the mentals if i wile i get antetion then
Do my drama from court to case
While others turn they back i turn my hate to faith
Thats why i'm here, but boo's, any place or date
If theres tear in my eyes you come to dry my face
Now thats deep, y'all turned from my fans to my friends
After the past, i didnt think i could stand it again
On the streets, me and miny wonderin shall i kill
I do for all, when will someone ask me how i feel?
Ladies, if youre down and my pics on youre wall
Just pop in this song and wont let you fall
To all my ladies, got ya letters and i love you to death
Now i appreciate the breath that the dear lord left

[naughty by nature] (coffee brown)
Why do i stand for my fam and put it down for my peeps?
(ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, i like it)
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i see my women fallin down and put 'em back on they feet?
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i put it down for the streets and my r.i.p's?
(ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, and i like it)
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i embrace the face that sets the mob free?
'cause they woulda done the same for me

With the kindness of people and most dont even know
'cause this wilderness was'nt designed to see us grow
My thugs through the years who've always been true
Just know that i take the bullet for you
Life ain't livin without givin, worth fryin for lyin
Ain't jack for free, but i'm supplyin if you're tryin
Have friends before the benz, respect before a lexus
Mama's(mama's) gave us life, but brotha's have to protect us(protect us)
Some wonder why i still got love
Why i still live in the hood, and why i still share grub
Why i play with the kids, lose money on clubs
To keep my people off the streets and away from the slugs
Sometimes rats run traps while our sista's get named
Sometimes bitches do thangs, and our queens get blamed
But i'm puttin things on blast for my women and g's
'cause you woulda done the same for me

[naughty by nature] (coffee brown)
Why do i stand for my fam and put it down for my peeps?
(ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, i like it)
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i see my women fallin down and put 'em back on they feet?
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i put it down for the streets and my r.i.p's?
(ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, and i like it)
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i embrace the face that sets the mob free?
'cause they woulda done the same for me

Where's my ladies who support and understand when
Yeah i'm tired but i still gotta visit the pen
I appreciate you love the love i show them
Woulda want the same thing if i had to go in
Lost the love of my life over stress and strife
If i couldn't care for me, i couldn't care for a wife
So i looked at the lord and what he said was right
"theres obstacles but everything is gonna be alright"
If you feelin what i'm feelin, lay back and give me love
So when you see me on the streets or clubs give me hug
To understand unity, you gotta understand we
You and i, you and them, them and me, see
Y'all did for me, now i'll bow for the royalty
Just to know y'all is the love the loyalty
Behind every strong man theres a strong lady with 'em
Behind me i seem to have a whole nation of women

[naughty by nature] (coffee brown)
Why do i shout out all my women and adore my queens?
(ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, i like it)
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i destroy anything that stops my teams dreams?
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i see my people is and tell 'em what i see to be?
(ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, and i like it)
'cause they woulda done the same for me
Why do i embrace the face that sets the mob free?
'cause they woulda done the same for me

Coffee brown:
Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, and i like it
Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, and i like it