[Intro: Female (Uncle Murda)]
Warning! Warning! (EAST NEW YORK!)
(OH! YEAH! YEAH!)
This is a warning! (GMG!) Warning! (BROOKLYN!)
[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
I get money I get money, OOOH I'm gettin paper
I ain't playin I ain't playin I'll smack the s*** out a hater
At ya door with the force, OOOH they callin me Biggie
These rappers is imposters, OOOH Milli Vanilli
They c***roaches, monkeys, OOOH they don't want no drama
They Frank I'm takin their girl, OOOH I'm Tony Montana
I know magic I'm a magician OOOH it ain't fair
I snap my fingers abracadabra make n***** disappear
I'm a big dog, pitbull, OOOH a rottweiler
They little dogs, yogi's, they a bunch of chihuahua's
They be callin me Jason, OOOH I'm Freddy Krueger
Body n***** when they sleepin, master with the rueger
[Chorus: Female (Uncle Murda)]
This is a warning! (HA HA! YEAH!) Warning!
[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
I get money I get money, OOOH I'm gettin paper
I ain't playin I ain't playin I'll smack the s*** out a hater
They be sayin they be sayin, Murda you too hard
You N.W.A these rappers Chico DeBarge
They be sayin they 'gon step to me OOOH I wish they would
I'm a Menace II Society ask the Boyz N Da Hood
Bakin soda be c**e flow OOOH I got crack
I got rob rappers with a gun, Diddy use gun tracks
First stripper she a model, OOOH she from the hood
Lickin on my lollipop, OOOH she lick it good
They ain't thuggin they be frontin, OOOH it's just a gimmick
They rappin lilke Lil' Flip, OOOH That mean they finished
[Chorus: Female (Uncle Murda)]
This is a warning! (HA HA!) Warning! (IT'S OVER MAN!)
[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
I get money I get money, OOOH I'm gettin paper
I ain't playin I ain't playin I'll smack the s*** out a hater
They be hatin they some haters, OOOH I got them sick
They can't beat me they the Giants, OOOH I'm Michael Vick
They do it bad real bad, OOOH I know they hate me
They Cleveland I'm LeBron, yeah I said f*** 'em baby
The magnum's fully loaded, and I got extra ammo
Get it poppin by myself, OOOH they callin me Rambo
The opposition dead, OOOH light up a candle
I don't care who ridin for 'em ain't nothin I can't handle
I'm about war, OOOH they callin me Bush
Bodies on top of bodies, once that b***on get pushed
[Chorus: Female (Uncle Murda)]
This is a warning! (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! OH!)
Warning! (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! BROOKLYN!)
Warning! Warning! (EAST NEW YORK!)
(OH! YEAH! YEAH!)
This is a warning! (GMG!) Warning! (BROOKLYN!)
[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
I get money I get money, OOOH I'm gettin paper
I ain't playin I ain't playin I'll smack the s*** out a hater
At ya door with the force, OOOH they callin me Biggie
These rappers is imposters, OOOH Milli Vanilli
They c***roaches, monkeys, OOOH they don't want no drama
They Frank I'm takin their girl, OOOH I'm Tony Montana
I know magic I'm a magician OOOH it ain't fair
I snap my fingers abracadabra make n***** disappear
I'm a big dog, pitbull, OOOH a rottweiler
They little dogs, yogi's, they a bunch of chihuahua's
They be callin me Jason, OOOH I'm Freddy Krueger
Body n***** when they sleepin, master with the rueger
[Chorus: Female (Uncle Murda)]
This is a warning! (HA HA! YEAH!) Warning!
[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
I get money I get money, OOOH I'm gettin paper
I ain't playin I ain't playin I'll smack the s*** out a hater
They be sayin they be sayin, Murda you too hard
You N.W.A these rappers Chico DeBarge
They be sayin they 'gon step to me OOOH I wish they would
I'm a Menace II Society ask the Boyz N Da Hood
Bakin soda be c**e flow OOOH I got crack
I got rob rappers with a gun, Diddy use gun tracks
First stripper she a model, OOOH she from the hood
Lickin on my lollipop, OOOH she lick it good
They ain't thuggin they be frontin, OOOH it's just a gimmick
They rappin lilke Lil' Flip, OOOH That mean they finished
[Chorus: Female (Uncle Murda)]
This is a warning! (HA HA!) Warning! (IT'S OVER MAN!)
[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
I get money I get money, OOOH I'm gettin paper
I ain't playin I ain't playin I'll smack the s*** out a hater
They be hatin they some haters, OOOH I got them sick
They can't beat me they the Giants, OOOH I'm Michael Vick
They do it bad real bad, OOOH I know they hate me
They Cleveland I'm LeBron, yeah I said f*** 'em baby
The magnum's fully loaded, and I got extra ammo
Get it poppin by myself, OOOH they callin me Rambo
The opposition dead, OOOH light up a candle
I don't care who ridin for 'em ain't nothin I can't handle
I'm about war, OOOH they callin me Bush
Bodies on top of bodies, once that b***on get pushed
[Chorus: Female (Uncle Murda)]
This is a warning! (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! OH!)
Warning! (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! BROOKLYN!)