[Intro: Marv Won]
La, la, la, (Extended fam' n***a)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

[Verse 1: Marv Won]
Don't be stupid, it's better to squeeze
You had best to believe that ain't nobody better than we is
Only reason they alive is 'cause I'm letting 'em breathe
Fuck lumps, I'll throw dots on the heads of emcees
Better pray to God please I don't make it a scary mess
Marv Won I hold 44's like Jerry West
These n***as can't see me with knuckles, I'm King Knockout
So I stay strapped just in case they bring Glocks out
Play John Wayne, Young Weezy will ring shots out
Make n***as call coroners and bring cops out
"He only talk tough on record", man that's a cop out
Test my nuts guy, I'll be airing your whole block out
Street y'all n***as best stick to blinging your watch out
'Fore I have your peeps pouring liquor and singing shout-outs
Fat Killahz, y'all don't know us, it's nothin' to doubt about
X-Fam is the dynasty bitch, meaning the Glocks out

[Verse 2: Proof]
Only reason I'm here to spit fair or swallow beers
Hang with killers that hug trees like koala bears
Y'all got the right lines that I disconnect
Only time I pop your collar is when I miss your neck
Y'all [?] duck us, your bitch a good sucka'
Protect her n***a because shittt I would snuff her
Proof always wide awake
When I lose a battle, King Gordy will jump the Empire State
Building, sold millions with cold feelings
Beside my family damn there's no real ones
"My neck, my back"
What you scream when I bust off my gat
You getting hit like hi-hats, with no drumsticks
One clip to murk you. Why? 'cause n***a it's fun bitch
I'm nicer, you get fired in a cypher
We don't like ya', plus they hire that Chrysler bitch
[Chorus: Marv Won]
Y'all dont want no part to me (Uh uh)
We the best as y'all can see (As y'all can see)
Non-believers R.I.P
When doubting an extended family (The family)
Y'all dont want no part to me (Uh uh)
We the best as y'all can see (As y'all can see)
Non-believers R.I.P
When doubting an extended family (The family)

[Verse 3: J-Hill]
My guns like fireworks, J 4th of July
Do you really wanna fuck with guy?
On your back, belly facing the sky, limo ride, nice suit and a tie
I was blowed [Hill tooting the fry?]
You're trying get loose 'fore I die
Life different when high, 18-wheelers shippers supply
Changed up since the 2 G year, do work like Lee [?]
Need a lame n***a, he ain't here
Ain't a secret that I'm working the streets
Ain't a secret that I'm working with heat
Ain't a secret that if you got beef, get murked and beat
Gotta live by the code of street, my intro is as about as cold the street
Pencils 'bout as deadly as heat
Producers gotta meddle your beefs
I just pick 'em like food from a tree
X-Fam, you want it? Then come and get it n***a, holler at me
[Verse 4: Bareda]
I know you gotta love it, you see a n***a taking patterns and words
Make 'em disgusting, sick of a percussion
One verse is like a deep discussion
Me the shit even in pre-production, n***as don't want it with me for nothing
We percussions what you're dealing with
Come to your worksite and shoot up job, fuck up your benefits
And make you dress up in daughter clothes
Beat your ass on your front lawn and drown you with the water hose
Straight torture, humiliate your kids, hate 'em
Wife divorced ya, end of the show
So I hope you got a H.M.O
Well God gon' take him slow 'cause 44's about to make him glow
I could promise you this when I bomb you like Osama
And your colonies split, the 44 will have him hollerin' he hit
Al Greenin' with these how many grits
And after this he'll be calling its quits, extended family bitch

[Chorus: Marv Won]
Y'all dont want no part to me (Uh uh)
We the best as y'all can see (As y'all can see)
Non-believers R.I.P
When doubting an extended family (The family)
Y'all dont want no part to me (Uh uh)
We the best as y'all can see (As y'all can see)
Non-believers R.I.P
When doubting an extended family (The family)