Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, I'm aight if you aight, I'm I be better, get of that bass You what I'm sayin' it up Aight, Booty twinkin' body Nuffattackin', a rackin' Clock tockin', chuck flavor, ain't never shavin' One, two, three,
It's record, check it, mad methods To put my brothers and sisters on a You he cheated, took what he wanted but now you blunted Suckin' up to the devil, down a level
It's who they is you Who protects us from us and you you Yes and it counts, fuck the ounce I them bastards, yeah, they got bounce
I did 'em a demo, threw 'em out the window I took a 98 'cause I never a limo But pump pump pu-pump pump it up A mad rhyme for mad times, what's up
Some ain't change, I got 'em in a range I gotta rearrange, so I'm back your brain Wreckin' with funky stuff Am I enough? Yeah, you got ta give it up
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, it up, gotta give it up Give it up, it up, give it up yeah it up, give it up, gotta give it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo Give it up, it up, gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
Come again with the old bounce I'm calling a foul and again it counts Mad tense, mad brothers know The blunts in the got the black behind and that's wack
And once it's on! Hey, Jimmy corn cracker singin', "I don't care", it's on I'm comin' with a rhyme, what? I'm go a rhyme, yeah! I gotta get a rhyme through the and crazy times
You me a Hannibal lecture, yes I checked her They don't hear me though, so I go I'm sick and so Sly'll take ya higher When I'm takin' his sound to you down
Rappers rippin' a lyrical finger-lickin' But to the rhythm I'm givin' but never cotton Like James Brown I'm sayin' it Am I enough? Huh, you got ta give it up
Some ain't change, some ain't gonna change Some ain't gonna ever change Some ain't gonna change, some ain't change Some ain't gonna never, change
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, give it up
And when I'm coming, some young dumb and cum Some second guessing my about saving young don't know like Run said, "So here we go" Where it is inside, whoop, it is
There it is, there it is, right My man X is a bad mother, your mouth I'm talking Terminator, he's the man There it is, can you hit me off another one
Give it up, give it up, it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta it up it up, give it up, give it up now Give it up, give it up, give it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, give it up
I never did doing dumb shit gangsta lying, I'd rather diss Presidents Dead or alive, 'em and I'll swing 'em I vocalize, I just rap, I sing 'em
'em, and I fling 'em, you can go with 'em Hall of Fame for the game for the points I Bing 'em Go Grandmama, close but no I got mine for I'm my rhyme
The flow go wherever I want, and clever a piece of my time to prevent some crime And who behind puttin' the guns to the ones The ones make 'em is the ones that take 'em
Rugged for no reason, in duck season I don't want my mama, on the wearing armor So yaself before ya wreck yaself Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, it up, give it up now it up, give it up, gotta give it up ...