C'mon ah Ah, what? C'mon, ah, what? Ah, C'mon, c'mon, ah, Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, Ah, what?
Live, huh? Yeah, y'all 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 don't trust you Roll with but thugs and hustlers
Yeah, I don't if they crackin' down I'm a drug graduate without the caps and I used to have a thing for buying gats and And I in my rhymes 'cuz you cats is clowns
you down, patch you down We take yo guns and we blast yo' Pass the crown to the new female This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee thing
Like the end of the we put it all to a stop and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, all gon' flock And you go against us and you all flop When we reign, you need more than a mop
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Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't do it like y'all do (What, what, what, what)
we spit, yo we never run outta rounds This is life not football, you outta bounds Since some of you people's houses I be around Slow it down 'cuz I think that I'm you now
For those that's not lost, tell y'all to stop 'Cuz the union is in here, it up When shoot you suppose to duck at them by the bar posing drunk (Say what?)
We don't who we toast in here We get you for how you gross this year You not a punk, you suppose to Better not come out until the coast is
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how get a deal that fast But even without this rap game I still cash My mommy wears a whiz, I'm trickin' buying Vicky Secret to cover her punani hair
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nobody 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 think I was coming My people stand for the little man To rock without or with bad I can what chu gon' do Are ya play it? Are ya gon' move?
The party ain't start 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 it, say oh, well with it
Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya Make dope beats, rhyming sound so His beats are Sean Archer and Castor Troy Ya need the same to find how he soars
He's the wicked man, the just begun Call him Timbaland the ese, don't try to hide from ya fear Clear ese, ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear ese, is the love man you're talking to ese, his beats are dope, I try to tell you Can't see us in the nine eight or the nine nine (Freaky freaky)
You're (Freaky) You're (Freaky) late (Hey, and guys) You're
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Like y'all, the is y'all 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