[Intro: Tech N9ne]
N***a it's a party up in this bitch right now
56 'bout to take over this bitch
56 Vill n***a
For real n***a
We kill n***as
It's on now
Like this
[Chorus: Short Nitty and Big Scoob]
It's on now
My Villians 'bout to move the crowd
It's on now
We 'bout to show these bustas how
It's on now
My Villians 'bout to move the crowd
It's on now
We 'bout to show these bustas how
[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
If you can't move the crowd
Then we're 'bout to show you how
Getting fucked up on the 56th corner
Better get funked, 'cause we running up on ya
Rolling with hogs and Rogues
With your bitch, because she chose
And you punk busta n***as can't hold her
It's 'cause we the motherfucking 56th soldiers
[Verse 1: Short Nitty]
Bringing a n***a the new Mizzou, Midwest fools
Short Nitty, Bakarii, Tech N9ne, and Big Scoob
Riders for years up in here, from paid dues
On a one way ticket to riches, high and lifted
[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
I done told you n***as y'all can't hold us - Midwest bolders
On them corners, and we dumping boulders
Quick to fold you, me and my soldiers, man we here to warn ya
We taking over if you know us, you can quote us
But if not it's from the shoulder
Never sober, and we dropping heaters
Diss repeaters, non-believers catchin' millimeter
Leave them bleeding
[Verse 3: Short Nitty]
Give me my cheese, and g's
My enemies freeze on pleas
Having them believing in me, through RDV CD
[Verse 4: Bakarii]
Give me a ounce of weed, 57 RDVs
50 g's, guaranteed to get the crowd screaming R-O-G-U-E
D-O-G, Gorilla killa full of greed
Hog style, paper chasin', keeping my foes underseas
'Til they recognize, we them Rottweilers, head-bangers
Cellar dwellers, by Tecca N9na puffing them heaters 'til they head swell up
Still never trusting no cock folding notch
'Cause I'm all about my rocks
[Verse 5: Tech N9ne]
The Rogue Dog Villians fucks down on that bitch, uh
Put the Dog's down on that Mitch, uh
When I bust this sick shit, this bitch gets lifted
'Cause this clique rip shit
Where the hoes? Where the weed?
Where the O's and Z's?
Wanna disrespect me and my V's, n***a please, you'll bleed
N***a shouldn't even came here tonight
'Cause we came here to fight
Aiming to bring pain to your night
Our shit is tight, is that right?
[Chorus: Short Nitty and Big Scoob]
It's on now
My Villians 'bout to move the crowd
It's on now
We 'bout to show these bustas how
It's on now
My Villians 'bout to move the crowd
It's on now
We 'bout to show these bustas how
[Verse 6: Big Scoob]
Y'all got this hustler in a drunken stupor
I'm still a trooper, clutch my Ruger and I whisper to her
Don't make me do it, for the fluid and the party's packed
I'm in the back full of yack, with my Villians rolling sacks
With them greenbacks
We making stacks off the tracks, 'cause we max
Staying strapped for them haters, in Mizzou they Mitchel Bade us
Y'all can't fade us with a ten foot pole
Leaving cum off in your ho, Rogue Dogging it with my bros
That's how we rolls with these hoes, my pockets swole, so they chose
They didn't know with these hoes, we ain't trickin' with these hoes
[Verse 7: Tech N9ne]
Because we rolls, leaving them froze, with them flows ripping them shows
I suppose you can pose, for my n***as out your clothes
When I hit my Villians up, they specialize in the pilling
N***a it ain't no killing us, N***a 'til we clocking in them millions
As if you feeling us, one time for the bitch, two times for the Vill
Three times for the payroll
Killer in your mixture with a halo
I'm a killer for Scooby-Doo, Short Nitty, that n***a, I'm driving, high-fiving
Forever in a day, Tech been away, but in KC my bullets still penetrate
Everybody down to the ground right now
Ayy little n***a, what you wanna do?
This 56 Vill, for real, we ill, like giving a fuck about you, we group
Everybody's always talking all this shit about N9na
Why don't they just let me chill?
N***a for real, hold my steels on your grill
I don't need supervision, makes [?] living
Why? 'Cause I'm a 56 Vill
And my drills, hella bills, 'cause what I feel is Vill, n***a!
[Chorus: Short Nitty and Big Scoob]
It's on now
My Villians 'bout to move the crowd
It's on now
We 'bout to show these bustas how
It's on now
My Villians 'bout to move the crowd
It's on now
We 'bout to show these bustas how
[Verse 8: Bakarii]
This money done everything, buddy bought me a pinky ring
I'm money fiend, stacking cheese, off one of them things
I come from poverty, hard times and court papers
Still I tower over them n***as like a skyscraper
A paper chaser, so we Villians boss Dog
On a mission for my riches, hit them snitches off them bitches
This is Rogue Dog, got them Villians ready to brawl
Move the crowd right to left, make 'em party with them hogs
Paying dues with my crew, since a you been a truth
Bulletproofs couldn't stop them head-bangers from the roof
So much money to be made, so much game to be played
It's on now, slay my foes with this sling blade
[Verse 9: Short Nitty]
Villians and me be like thieves in the night
High bladed knife, smoking greens out a pipe
Heard the crowd yell me the westside
Now it's on, let my Dogs and the rest die, get 'em gone
I'm in the zone like bogon on a bong, song so strong
Bringing my ever soldiers home with this raw bone
[?] n***as, they yelling Villian
Re-listen to my killing, hustlin for a million
Nitty's ready and willing to hit 'em, let me now busting them punks
[?] slamming the funk to they trunk
What's up now? Turn it up loud
Got the crowd hella wild, with this Rogue style
It's on now
[Outro]
N***a can you feel me? It's on now
I'm off this motherfuckin bud lite
You best believe, rest in peace my n***a BOME
We outta this mothafucka, yeah
Ahahahaha
