Now let's start the show Step out of the 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 for some mo' Get back to the show show, you
Uh, uh Ladies and the C-O-double-M-O-N for fresh, truth is the emb-lem Hardcore I was next door to Clem and them Cold as the when fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in they Timberlands, you was played as Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a +Master+ P was No Limit-in Stick a sayin, no and no mimickin Q infinitin down old blocks are in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) Ren and them brief these niggaz on who I be Before the paper and the fame niggaz Rashid Noble Dru Ali - many have come but few have chose to be a true MC You sing along wit it, inside you knowin it's Young who? I 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 fo', we back for some mo' Get to the show show, you know
Let, let, go It's a in hip-hop, we do it non-stop Pop bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in staccato Choppin for my homies, fuck a motto And Farragamo givin dudes the model Think fast, slow, survival is the throttle Your live is hollow, shoulda kept it local Rappin vocals, soundin soft as JoJo With twelve monkeys on stage it's to see who's a gorilla You was as a drug dealer the passion of this B-boy ration-al Half of it is you say, and half is style Guess it's time for you to cashin now It's over folks, tell your to put the glasses down Masters now, verses the youth like a Catholic priest Performances keep me the sheets
Now let's start the show Step out of the cold We come the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you fo', we back for some mo' Get to the show show, you know