[chubb All attention to all of the, lyrical Whether you studio switch or you're, a gig Yes! I address to all the known factors Where you slave to the rhythm of the masters I. smythe, you drive a benz or a bike you straight hit or you go strictly dyke Dick van, no drugs I only snort And I to the sister, and yes I can can A, gangsta lean get like a latrine and scream deep into the +roots+ like ben vereen Rockin, the apple, the mayor were (? ) I smacked platinum, or hit gold watch I'll achieve, notoriety just (? ) Squad squeeze, but they can with the breeze But hey, parlay - you know my way are the games we play..
Hey, hey, hey (hey hey) These are the games we "i know what else to say" -> biggie smalls
[chubb Journalists script shit, that me kind of pissed No award given to the, funkiest hits and get prolific and, kids start to sip it Esophagus start bulge, specific and Get a dollar, if I sell more than the abba The source still want to diss my yabba, dabba-da-doo The pulse that revived the crew If I'm rockin, on the eww Why they, can't but if they try I rock from brooklyn to that I, my temper, I remember starts to The (? ? ) but happy the heads stayed loyal The groove hits the from the maker of "get down" love and all that shit plus five pound Buy hey, parlay - you don't my way These are the we play..
[chubb Mo hits the beat then handles the rappin The un-thinkable flow is fly plus napkins And the girls 'pon flatbush stush without my googles And look as they squint then I push up the throttle I, meet this to eat this i, leave to beavis If I wanna smoke ya spliff I might get, stiffer penis Oooh, I had to go and rip your whole With freeze love ran butt rub and blue ooh Dippi - dip on you all my niggaz and squads and the, funkiest jew Ar-tistic it start the trend to the phonics And, funk all lyrics that turn to alcoholics Ghetto tales, start to the shit Whether you're east miami bass blood or crip But hey, hey, you don't my way These are the we play..
- 4x