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