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    [ VERSE 1 ]
    BNS sex, baby, get butt-naked
    This is for the crew, cause they knew I could make it
    Wild be the style of the true Bronx niggas
    I can catch a body and never touch a trigga
    Who needs a gun when fist fights are fun?
    Except when the odds are nine against one
    Now I'm out-numbered in a fucked up spot
    But I forgot my .380 with ten shots
    Enough to bust each nigga dead in the face
    And got one shot left when I step, just in case
    I miss one, who can dis Sun and get away with it?
    Regs got a golf club, but not to play with it
    Instead of a 'hole in one', you'll be one in a hole
    A ??? soul is rippin up the death toll
    That's my brother, [Name]
    DJ June's another BNS player

    BNS sex, baby, get butt-naked (3x)

    Cause yo, I wanna check it

    1-2
    1-2-3 and

    [ VERSE 2 ]
    BNS sex for the black and spanish
    Bombin non-stop, and the cops can't stand it
    Tags who be taxin, harassin the 41
    Niggas be bustin at police with B.B. guns
    Not tryin to kill em, but we could, if we wanted to
    So you'll respect us, and we'll respect you
    Even though we know you got a job to do
    But for the BNS Crew it's survival too
    Ask DJ [Name] and [Name] about the territory
    My man Slim who don't be tellin war stories
    A super dooper, real, 100 percent
    D-Nice a muthafucka that'll represent
    Peace to [Name], J-Qwan, Lenny and everybody
    BNS is locked down and up in the party
    Hey yo, June, run the keys to the max
    I'm hittin the playhouse and I'll be back

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    1-2
    1-2-3, and...

    BNS sex, baby, get butt-naked (3x)

    Cause yo, I wanna check it

    1-2
    1-2-3, and...

    [ VERSE 3 ]
    BNS sex like beatin niggas silly
    Everybody wanna be the next big willie
    Scam after scam, cause you think you the man
    As long as I get mine, I couldn't give a damn
    About the next individual clock my digital
    Mathmatical style, I flow so original
    You hop can't see what I hop can see
    I copped that props from hip hop heavy d
    MC wanna jam with the master flash
    Two times, I got rhymes like the bank got cash
    And a automatic teller, I'm iller than the Goodfellas
    I use the mic like the penguin use a umbrella
    So tell Batman and Robin that Batgirl is slobbin
    The knob and, holy heart throbbin
    But she's in the Legend with your ??? style
    Headed for the Reg, so I'm out

    1-2
    1-2-3 and
    BNS, baby, get butt-naked (3x)

    Cause yo, I wanna check it

    Aight, mad props to the 8th
    Mad props to Gun Hill, White Plains
    Mad props to the...
    All the way down
    Mad props to the Concords
    Mad props to the 3rd
    Mad props to south Boogie Bang
    ...and all that
    ...Prospect
    And represent the Boogie Bang
    Beatin niggas silly
    Bronx never sleep
    Bombin non-stop
    BNS sex, baby, get butt-naked

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