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Uh, uh Ladies and the C-O-double-M-O-N for fresh, truth is the emb-lem Hardcore since I was door to Clem and them Cold as the winter when fake niggaz was Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a +Master+ P was No Limit-in a sayin, no gimmick and no mimickin Q infinitin down old are bendin in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and Pelican brief niggaz on who I be Before the paper and the fame niggaz Rashid Noble like Dru Ali - many have but few have been chose to be a MC You sing along wit it, inside you knowin it's Young I don't need a openin act
Now let's start the show out of the cold cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you ride fo', we back for mo' Get back to the show, you know
Let, let, go It's a festival in hip-hop, we do it Pop your bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in Choppin for my homies, fuck a motto And Farragamo shoes dudes the model Think fast, slow, survival is the throttle Your show is hollow, shoulda kept it local Rappin vocals, soundin soft as JoJo With twelve monkeys on it's hard to see who's a gorilla You was better as a dealer Feel the passion of this ration-al Half of it is what you say, and is style Guess it's for you to stop cashin now It's over folks, tell your to put the glasses down Masters now, verses touch the like a Catholic priest Performances keep me stackin the
Now let's the show show Step out of the cold We come the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The and the Stones Stones Whoever you ride fo', we for some mo' Get back to the show, you know