Artist: 1.4.0. Productions f/ Crunch Lo Album: Staten Island Stand Up Song: Trouble to MC's Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Crunch Lo] It ain't nothing, son, word up You bitch ass niggas, you bitch ass niggas All ya'll niggas need Oscars now It's like 25 percent of ya'll, something, is live Or something, you bitch ass niggas, you fucking corns It's nothing, it's my spot, nigga [Crunch Lo] Can't none of ya'll niggas even fuck with me I am everything that ya'll niggas ever wanna be I'm the C.R. U-Niverse, C.H., when I spit a verse Low Beneen flex like, Bo on a movie screen Foreheads get sweaty when my team be up on the scene They see us twenty deep, in the club with the heat NFL niggas with the pads and the cleets Waiting for the action, of course, the main attraction Buck fifty star hat and shines get the yapping Staten Island niggas make noise with the Zu I bought all the 'Locs, the Gods and Damus Soon to be at, a theater nearest you I holla at birds, wave my guns at goons Then it's twelve to twelve, with the little 12-12's Crunch Lo, nigga, top shelf, clientele [Chorus 2X: Crunch Lo] East or West, I can flow with the best I got more materials than tephlon vest I'm a mess, from the W.B., ain't nothing troubling me I'm only bringing the trouble to MC's [Crunch Lo] I paid a heavy cost, nigga, I ain't a douja I'm a boss, nigga, big things to offer, nigga You young at your post, shakey with the toast I'm watching ya'll cats, I got eyes behind my back Attack first, iron burst fast, last thing you see Will be, the hot flash, then it's off With your top, grab the stash Now I'm off of the block, I got dough in the cut I walk with a, a George Jefferson strut I fuck beats like sluts, nasty hoes Get stretched through the gut, ya'll niggas can't live, what I ain't no fucking pawn, things'll get drawn Aim for your torso, hold that, throw something at you Through your throwback, *2 gun shots* And no, that's not talking, I done walked the walked And then waltzed it, I'm so exhaulted I'm high ranked, it's Crunch Lo with the bank I want this whole strip, a nigga whole list I'm from the B, to the O, to the D, Y Where the killas didn't die, they just multiplied [Chorus 3X]