[Intro: Rasheed, 211]
One time for the whole U-S-of-A
Rasheed in the house, it's ya boy
211 in the house (What, what, what, what)
We gon' do it like this
We gon' do it like this (what, what, what, what)
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rasheed]
One time for your mind, 'fore we kick the grammar
Got to keep it real, don't smoke the bammer
One, two, three, meet a G in the cut
Comin' around, I keep it real, I break it down, but n***a, what?
That's how it is, cold as sky, speakin' the finest
Lookin' for the ambulance, got a mothafucka double dancin'
Trancin', fill it with tracer, ghost, we face her
I'm on the pager, don't give a damn, I gotta amaze her
Another mothafucka, really comin' from the depths
Lyrically, I break 'em down, and I'm lyrically kept
With the weapon, like the n***as, give us a call
Breakin' it down, and never give a damn, I'm a dog, I slap from under with the paw
That's it - my n***as comin', and you quittin'
We keepin' it lyrically, we got it all in this cut spittin'
One, two, three, represent in the cold
Got the mothafuckin' rap, let the rap reload, it's the
[Hook: Rasheed, 211]
Two G, me and my boys
Come around your block and we 'bout to bring the noise, uh
Two G, me and my boys (What, what, what, what what)
Come around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise noise
Two G, me and my boys (What, what what)
Come around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, uh
Two G, me and my boys
Come around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise

[Verse 2: 211, Rasheed Lee Dogg]
Uh, what, uh, what, what, uh, what, uh, what, what
N***as sound like Spongebob, n***a, and post up
The mothafuckin' pistol automatic with the Glock
See these boys as I feel on the god damn block (Uh)
Now hits the spot, drivin' out, 'cause n***as they be high (Uh, oh)
Killin' with my clip and automatic as I pop
Watch 'em all stop, wait, Biggie and Pac
Guns rock, n***as will be steppin', I'll drop, n***a
I brought these n***as, 'cause I see 'em like my enemies
Smoke ya boys up, I'm blazed off mad trees (Uh)
211, Rasheed, and (that n***a Lee Dogg)
Don't give a damn, we take the n***as to the [?] (Hmm)
Mr. Cold, n***a's go to the promised land
For bringin' em up and n***as got my Glock in my fuckin' hand (What?)
See me, n***a, can't be me ballin'
Ask a realer G, in 2000, see? (Uh)
[Hook: Rasheed and 211]
'Cause it's the two G, me and my boys (What?)
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise noise (What, what, what?)
The two G, me and my boys (Uh what, uh what, what?)
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise noise
Two G, me and my boys (Uh what, uh what, what?)
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise

[Verse 3: Viper]
It's the player from the south side of A-C-T
All them boys know me, they know it's J-R-I-D-E
Yes, it's me, and I gotta pimp it up
Comin' through them britches, showin' much, much love
I'm comin' bangin', and I'm cummin', and I'm bangin' and screwed
You know how them boys out the deep South will do
Much love to them boys in that Acres Home
Much love on the North Side, they got it goin' on
Anyway, back to the mic, and I'm gon' keep on flippin' it
Keep on rippin' it, keep on trippin' it
Pass me my microphone, and two triple O O
That's how it go, that's that boy deep low
Comin' through, aka J-Ride, [?]
Baby boy, you know me, it's just your baby bro
And I'm gon' keep on bustin' rhymes 'til the day that I ride
And d'izz'ive, and gl'izz'ide, and l'izz'ie, and preside
[Hook: Viper]
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise
Two G, me and my boys
Comin' around the block and we 'bout to bring the noise, noise