C'mon ah what? Ah, C'mon, ah, what? Ah, C'mon, c'mon, ah, Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, Ah, what?
Live, huh? Yeah, cats ain't ready, I'm just too much I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too much If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't trust you Roll with nuthin' but and hustlers
Yeah, I don't care if crackin' down I'm a drug graduate without the and gowns I to have a thing for buying gats and pounds And I laugh in my rhymes 'cuz you is clowns
Smash you down, patch you We take yo and we blast yo' round Pass the crown to the new king This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail
Like the end of the world we put it all to a and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all flock And you go against us and you all flop When we reign, you gon' more than a mop
Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't nobody do it we do (What, what, what, what)
nobody do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't nobody do it y'all do (What, what, what, what)
When we spit, yo we never run rounds This is life ball not football, you outta Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' Slow it down I think that I'm losing you now
For those not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop the union is in here, toast it up When they shoot you suppose to at them by the bar posing drunk (Say what?)
We don't care who we in here We get you for how much you this year You not a punk, you suppose to Better not come out until the is clear
beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast But even without this rap game I still cash My mommy wears a money whiz, I'm trickin' buying Vicky Just to cover her hair
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Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't nobody do it like do (What, what, what, what)
Uh oh, you didn't I was coming My people stand for the little man To rock or with bad I can determine what chu gon' do Are ya gon' play it? Are ya gon'
The party ain't gon' if ya don't dance I don't if you leave, but you still be my man I don't get mad over silly I say to hell with it, say oh, with it
Timbaland is known him make ya move ya feet Make dope beats, rhyming so unique His beats are like Sean Archer and Castor Ya need the same identity to find how he
He's the man, the wicked just begun him Timbaland the resurrection Clear ese, don't try to hide ya fear Clear ese, ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear ese, this is the love man talking to Clear ese, his are dope, I try to tell you Can't nobody see us in the nine eight or the nine (Freaky freaky)
late (Freaky) You're (Freaky) late (Hey, and guys) You're
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nobody do it like we do (What what what what) Can't nobody do it y'all do (What what what)
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nobody do it like we do (What what what what) Can't nobody do it y'all do (What what what)
Like y'all, the public is y'all the Ya do it so well this out to y'all Quiet Storm, Z-man, 1 2 Live, Little Man Wanna thank y'all for makin' us who we are