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Yo, yo, yo, yo,
Right,
Brother, why you explain
How did hip-hop get up in this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who followin'?
(Uhh)
The niggaz skills or them niggaz who be hollerin'?

niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin'
Niggaz skills always and forever keeps a followin'

pride
Never we be
Who rips shit bein' materialistic
Statistics

Ask miss, she
Just 'cause the niggaz got dough mean they got that flow

Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got flow

What? Nigga, you can consider it the if I spit on it, get on it
Ride for a little bit, feel how your get
From internet, intellect, that I'm sendin' it
Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar so you'll it

Legitimate, imminent, course for illiterate
From August to September, Prince is given it
From center split, train of thoughts mad booty
'Cause you twisted and rudey don't mean

Groovy you hear it, the world's gonna feel it before I say it
Now some pop shit, but the labels get the big G's from sales
(Whoo)
Nobody shit it just smells
Here's some Southside love like Shamelle's

My syndicate is tight, quite for these times
Contradictin' all the hype, the shines
All mine, fine wines to dine
For projects, keepin' it naughty like Treach

Ahh, yo,
Yes, sir
My brother, why you explain
How did hip-hop get up in this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question, in who they followin'?
(Right)
The niggaz with skills or them who be hollerin'?

Them niggaz be hollerin' be substitute, modelin'
The niggaz with the skills forever a followin'

pride
Never we be
Who rips shit bein' materialistic
Statistics

Ask Duke, he
'Cause them niggaz got dough don't mean got that flow
Hah
them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow

Please, man, I done burned of the most fattest MC's
Like chromium percolinate, it's not even for them
To understand the holy weight, it takes soul to a crowd animated
Prince stated, hey, wait 'til we get off that

And I twelve months for the perfect opportunity
(Twelve months)
To thump, bump somethin' by my community
(Thump, bump, c'mon)
I'm on all you punk, Bambino bastards
Your depleted like muscles without amino acids

I blast kids with times matter
clingin' to endeavors defined, clever words
Thus waiting never, frustrating to rip
My rap eradicate
(Eradicate shit)

For me to take and mate 'em with rhymes in mating season
shit never before made it
I'm makin' hybrids, created enough to open eyelids
And leave pupils dilated, stress is

Now it's easier plus feasible
For me to rap listeners queasy and inebriated
We it, we came, dedicated, we rated supreme
Even with or the cream

Yo, yo,
Yes, sit
Brother, why you explain
How did get caught up in this ill rap game?

Nah, I got a question, in who they followin'?
(Uhh)
The niggaz skills or them niggaz who be hollerin'?

The niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute,
Niggaz skills always and forever keeps a followin'

pride
Never we be
Who rips shit bein' materialistic
Statistics

Ask miss, she
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got flow
That's
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that