Released: June 2, 1998

Featuring: 50 Cent X1 Still Livin’ Bonifucco

Songwriter: Still Livin’ Fredro Starr Sonny Seeza Sticky Fingaz Bonifucco 50 Cent X1

Producer: Bud’da

[Intro]
Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome aboard Afficial Nasty Airlines, flight 188

[Chorus]
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react

[Verse 1: Bonifucco]
Real thug shit unplugged
Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust
Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes
It got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looked alive
To cloak, ? no leaks in gunsmoke
Here to get those, snakes get it the most
G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes
TEC blows, I only put a hole in your leg so…
(Ladies and gentlemen)

[Verse 2: Sonny Seeza]
It's going on right now
Afficial Nast’ don't be playin’ around, we lay it down
Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen
Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin’
You got in the way, sorry to say
You shoulda known, shinin on Sonsee’s not in the day
All the niggas in my zone, my close affiliates
Be rippin' and illin' adrenaline spillin and killin' shit

[Chorus]
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react

[Verse 3: Fredro Starr]
I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit
Hockey mask, black tape, tapin up your baby brother shit
Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
Empty the safe, hit em with the Glock he caught a state of shock
Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish
I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this
Twenty-two shots of bodily harm
Goodbye to your legs, Goodbye to arms, goodbye to your moms

[Verse 4: 50 Cent]
The shit'll happen so fast, the gat blast left his brains on the glass on the dash
I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time
Son them crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind
Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine
Fuck him, he didn't listen told him give me the shine
The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me
The killers who was with me, snitchin sayin it was 50

[Chorus]
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react

[Verse 5: X-1]
Fuck the rap skit, Ecst' in the drug complex
When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice
Life in the drain niggas money's got my gold chain thicker
Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga
From coast to coast I keep the toast
My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze
Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless
Your heart pump piss regardless if you a thug or rap artist

[Verse 6: Sticky Fingaz]
AHHHHHHHH I seen death, almost died twice tonight
Sell my own mother out if the price is right, I hate life
Gimme the Glock, I'm 'bout to join Biggie and 'Pac
And you comin like it or not
GET OFF ME! Let me go, don't hold me back
Where my real thugs at? Baby THROW YA GAT!
Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest fears
I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs

[Chorus]
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react

[Hook]
Killin' it
Killin' it

[Chorus]
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Killin' it
(Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188)

[Outro: Clay The Raider]
Word up yo, Official Nast'
Gettin cream, Onyx, we move with the many crews
We let you know right now, we shuttin shit down
Nine-eight, word up get your shit straight
You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up
What? Bring yo' shit to the club
Bring yo' heat to the street
Official Nast', shuttin shit down. What!
(Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188)

Onyx

American hardcore hip-hop group from South Jamaica, Queens, New York. The group is composed of East Coast rappers Sticky Fingaz and Fredro Starr. Sonny Seeza and the late Big DS (Marlon Fletcher) were also members; Big DS left after the group’s debut album.

Their music has been used in movies such as How High and 8 Mile and TV shows such as The Cleveland Show and Tosh.0 as well as numerous commercials, including SoBe and Gatorade.

Members