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Live, huh? Yeah, y'all cats ready, I'm just too much When I was young, my mamma I used to cuss too much If I ain't you twenty years, I don't trust you much Roll nuthin' but thugs and hustlers
Yeah, I don't if they crackin' down I'm a drug without the caps and gowns I used to have a for buying gats and pounds And I laugh in my 'cuz you cats is clowns
Smash you down, patch you We take yo guns and we blast yo' the crown to the new female king This is real dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail
Like the end of the we put it all to a stop and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all flock And you go against us and you all flop When we reign, you need more than a mop
nobody do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't do it like 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 life not football, you outta bounds Since some of you people's I be cruisin' around Slow it down I think that I'm losing you now
For those that's not lost, y'all hoe's to stop 'Cuz the is in here, toast it up When they you suppose to duck Look at them by the bar posing (Say what?)
We care who we toast in here We get you for how much you gross year You not a punk, you suppose to Better not come out the coast is clear
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal fast But even without this rap game I still have My mommy wears a money whiz, I'm buying Vicky Secret Just to cover her punani
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Can't nobody do it we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't do it like y'all do (What, what, what, what)
Uh oh, you didn't think I was My can't stand for the little man To rock without or with bad I can determine chu gon' do Are ya gon' play it? Are ya move?
The party ain't gon' if ya don't dance 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, well it
Timbaland is known him make ya move ya feet Make dope beats, rhyming so unique His are like Sean Archer and Castor Troy Ya need the same identity to find how he
the wicked man, the wicked just begun Call him Timbaland the ese, don't try to hide from ya fear Clear ese, don't ya the set got in ya ear?
Clear ese, is the love man you're talking to Clear ese, his are dope, I try to tell 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) You're
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Can't do it like we do (What what what what) Can't do it like y'all do (What what what)
Can't nobody do it we do (What what what what) nobody do it like we do (What what what)
Can't nobody do it we do (What what what what) nobody do it like y'all do (What what what)
Like y'all, the public is the public Ya do it so well this out to y'all Quiet Storm, Z-man, 1 Life 2 Live, Man thank y'all for makin' us who we are today