feat. Brooklyn Zoo, Popa Chief & Sunz Of Man
  
  [Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) {Ol' Dirty Bastard}]
  *Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die,
  do or die" throughout intro*
  (What's your move bitch nigga?)
  Suttin' ain't goin' down like that
  I ain't lettin' niggas know they ain't know
  (How you gonna get what you ain't got?
  You know what I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it
  (Yeah) That's the way it's goin' down
  (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuckin' around
  {Yo I mastered the art of Shadowboxin'!}
  
  [Chorus x2: Popa Chief]
  Do or die, ball or fly
  Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high
  But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up
  It's time to turn the heat up
  And catch these papes like cooked up
  What?
  
  [12 O'Clock]
  Niggas waitin' for hook up, get shook up
  Never get your weight off and do a push up
  You smokin' all my purple kush up
  Don't make me push and rook up
  Get you touched up, I lift my wrist up, yup, yup
  Now niggas know Lil' Diggs, only twice wore a suit
  Had sex in a group with a couple of bitches dance for loot
  See I'ma tell them niggas about spendin' all they loot
  Partyin' and trickin' on bitches and don't recoup
  I got my own version of roots
  Cracker ass nigga pickin' cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots
  The new news is Brooklyn Zoo
  Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too
  
  [Prodical]
  Yo, I ain't tryin' to be on no forever broke shit
  So I made myself eatin' these streets where blood leak
  Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, roll unique
  Do or die tactics, and keep us sharp on our feet, meak
  And all we do is make classics, CCF, the Unit
  Dirt Dog, the Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your ratchet
  95% of them niggas is faggots, and I've had it up to here
  See our face this year, appear
  on your TV screen, we stay green
  Money makes the world go around, know what I mean-ean?
  New team, fresh and clean clean on your scene
  Now sing along, sing along, y'all know the theme-heme
  
  [Popa Chief {*singing*}]
  Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (aarrgh, wooh)
  Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (oohhh)
  
  [Hell Razah]
  Yeah, bitches wanna bone a nigga when your records is sellin'
  Labels don't play a nigga when they nuttin' but felons
  Young Razah got that hot shit that's under the Heavens
  GG'z poppin' grey goose feathers
  Prostitute cheddar, crashin' in whips with new leathers
  Bad models be on the dick that shy and strip
  Thinkin' we some gangsters, thugs, Bloods or Crips
  Watch who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with
  Why dream to be rich when I'm already rich?
  Two bars I spit got the hottest nigga pissed
  Chicks kiss the diamonds that twist on our wrist
  Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' shit, nigga
  
  Chorus x2
  
  [Ol' Dirty Bastard (Buddha Monk)]
  I whip a nigga ass on hand and hand, you get flashed
  Whatever you do, I stop your ass
  My name is Isis, I kill you with a hiss
  I kill you with my motherfuckin' piss
  A matter of fact you kill yourself, nigga I crash ya stealth
  (See let a nigga come through with that bullshit)
  Yeah we ain't sayin nuttin'
  I never was familiar with bein' pussy
  I loved that shit 'til it's bloody
  
  [Buddha Monk]
  Hey yo hold up, you told me you liked that shit muddy and swampy
  And you gonna hit it from where (from the back door)
  This Fam right here, is the Fam right here
  And if you fuck with the Zoo you gon' get clapped right there
  For this CREAM nigga, I'll walk through Muddy Waters
  If he be call out, and rob your son and daughter
  Lintballz in my pocket and yours is real lumby
  Nah, Lay Down, gimme what you got G
  Split the pie three ways, live off it for three days
  And when it's done, who's the next victim today
  I'm trife nigga, and I don't live by BIBLE life
  I yap the nigga ripe then stash a nigga right
  Yeah I did wanna do it and the Devil didn't make me
  Linballz in my pocket that made me stick them G'z
  Checkmate, pray to the Lord, your soul He take
  Then I hip into the rob for my Fam I just got 'im, nigga
  
  Chorus x2
  
  [Outro: Brooklyn Zoo {Popa Chief}]
  Yeah yeah, huh huh (motherfucker)
  That's right, that's right, OK (alright)
  Yeah so {now you be knowin'}
  {Annihilate}
  {Get some papes like Bill Gates}