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Where the niggas at
Right chea, chea
there, over there, over there, over there
Where the bitches at
chea, right chea
Over there, there, over there, over there
Where the real at
Right chea, right
there, over there, over there, over there
Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, over there, over
Where the real at
Right chea, chea
there, over there, over there, over there
Nigga, I'm the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in beer
M Y S T I-kal it's the man right
I ain't the '90 the '94 Buffallo Bills
I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't ear
I that damn man you see standin' at the Apollo
I ain't that 298 dollar 60 cent check McDonald's
I'm the line through the T and the dot on the I
I'm the crocodile tears when you cry
I'm the in bad weather
I'm that nigga in that on your girlfriend dresser
I ain't no ho, I ain't no punk, I ain't no bitch, I no fag
I ain't no sucker, I ain't no trick, I ain't no snitch, I no rat
I'm that 20,000 dollar a pop every stop I'm tourin'
I'm that fire, on that verse of Make 'em say "uhh"
I ain't that same ol' ordinary, everyday rapper
Bitch, I Kenny, so I guess I'm that bastard
the hot boys at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, there
Where the hot at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over
the hot boys at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, there
Where the hot at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there, over there, over there
I'm the that say "bring it on if you want to"
the city where we known, baby, for what we goin' do
I'm the lady alligator so you can come in that
I'm the migrane in your head thumping and harder
I'm the Hogg ho nigga that cops the squat
Dead on your face like that infrared dot
I'm the finger on the trigger, don't move
Woops, saw you blink your eyes now you goin' the news
If I you in the club and you start to trippin'
I'm the fist in brass knuckles goin' hit your chin
All the snitchers down with the feds to yap
I'm the hard on the rat trap
I'm the drama in your when your people get killed
I'm the in your stomach when you get your last meal
I'm the hardcore undisputed hip-hop
I'm the lady on card day, I'm Mama Mia
Where the niggas at
they at, where they at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there
Where the bitches at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over
they at, where they at
I'm the past that always seems to back and haunt ya
I'm the five carrier, mister grenade launcher
I'm the nigga with the gun, that where the dollar at
I'm the nigga the six hundred everybody's tryin' to holler at
I be the that you pay niggas to keep off your ass
I be the reason why you didn't pass, the reason why you cut
I be the reason why buried ya, and carried ya
I be the that put the wood in your fiance
The reason why she marry ya
I be the nigga trying to keep 'round, and hang around your sister
I be the nigga call 'Silkk the Shocker', you might call me mister
Now I got a top, I'm a ghetto wise guy
Military minding, front lining, all up for a by
Case over like the last don, like all the cash
Answer wrong, 'coz I'm the little of the last don
[Incomprehensible] can't mix, flip shit, lips sank ships
Plus I gotta pair of cement shoes that I make fit, your a bitch
Keep an ice wrist, keep her tight, bitch, between the
Keep a grip, infared on my shit so I don't miss
Now I'm that razor cuts the dope, newest member of the 504
Man, you the the one they call Vito? yeah, me
(You know)
the hot boys at
Where they at, they at
chea, right chea
Over there, there
Where the hot at
Where they at, where at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there
I'm the behind, so watch your back
When the round hit the chamber, I'm the click clack
When you run, I'm the danger, I'm the and the pimp slap
I'm the that bubble up when you cook that crack
The nigga that up the party when I pull my strap
The nigga that fucked all the hoes be trying to mack
I was scarface, sniffing his nose in coke
The nigga that taught your little brother how to that dope
The first nigga on the block make your momma deep throat
I'm the hustlin' ass with the watches and the coat
the real niggas at
Where at, where they at
Where the real at
Where they at, where at
Where the hot at
they at, where they at
Where the hot at
Where they at, where at
Where they at, where they at, they at
they at, where they at
Where the hot at
the hot girls at
I'm the bars on your cell, I'm the down in hell
I'm the ice cream bells, I'm the gas you at shell
Nigga, I'm the wheels on the
I'm the million dollars that you want the bank
I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm your brains you think
I'm your bartender when you drink, I'm OJ without the
Nigga, I'm the M in mob
(Mob)
I'm the clothes that you wear you wanna jump shop
I'm the in dome, I'm the C in chrome
I'm the that knock down your motherfucking home
I'm the K in killer, I'm the D in dealer
I'm the G in nigga, I'm the realest nigga
That you ever wanna meet you walking on the street
I'm the gold on your teeth, I'm the Nike's on feet
I'm the nigga moan when he rap
I'm the nigga that ran through your hood and bust caps
I'm the nigga these rhymes, I'm the last don
And I'm a end this 'coz it ain't no more time