C'mon ah Ah, what? C'mon, ah, what? Ah, C'mon, c'mon, ah, Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what? Ah,
Live, huh? Yeah, y'all cats ain't ready, I'm too much When I was young, my mamma said I used to cuss too If I ain't known you years, I don't trust you much Roll nuthin' but thugs and hustlers
Yeah, I care if they crackin' down I'm a drug without the caps and gowns I used to have a thing for gats and pounds And I laugh in my rhymes you cats is clowns
Smash you down, patch you We yo guns and we blast yo' round Pass the to the new female king This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee thing
the end of the world we put it all to a stop and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, all gon' flock And you go against us and you all gonna we reign, you gon' need more than a mop
Can't nobody do it 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 do it like y'all do (What, what, what, what)
When we spit, yo we never run outta This is life not football, you outta bounds Since of you people's houses I be cruisin' around Slow it down I think that I'm losing you now
For those that's not lost, tell y'all to stop the union is in here, toast it up When they you suppose to duck Look at them by the bar drunk (Say what?)
We don't who we toast in here We get you for how much you this year You not a punk, you suppose to Better not come out the coast is clear
Totin' beer, you hatin', how they get a deal that fast But even without this rap game I have cash My mommy wears a money whiz, I'm buying Vicky Secret Just to her punani 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 without or with bad I can determine what chu gon' do Are ya gon' it? Are ya gon' move?
The party ain't gon' start if ya don't I don't care if you leave, but you be my man I don't get mad over pettiness I say to hell with it, say oh, with it
Timbaland is known him make ya move ya feet Make dope beats, rhyming sound so 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 from ya ese, don't ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear ese, this is the love man you're to Clear ese, his beats are dope, I try to you Can't nobody see us in the nine or the nine nine (Freaky freaky)
You're (Freaky) You're (Freaky) late (Hey, and guys) late
Can't do it like we do (What what what what) Can't nobody do it we do (What what what)
Can't do it like we do (What what what what) Can't do it like y'all do (What what what)
nobody do it like we do (What what what what) Can't do it like we do (What what what)
Can't do it like we do (What what what what) Can't do it like y'all do (What what what)
Like y'all, the is y'all the public Ya do it so well this out to y'all Quiet Storm, Z-man, 1 Life 2 Live, Man Wanna y'all for makin' us who we are today