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Uh-huh uhh, uhh,
uhh, uhh, uhh
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
I, am, back,
Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, - whoo!
and gentlemen.. H, to the Izzo
I wanna thank everybody out there for purchase
I appreciate it - whoo!
What you about to is my thoughts
Just my man - right or wrong
what I was feeling at the time, uhh
You felt like this, you vibe with me
Walk with a nigga man - just vibe me

Yo, gather round that's if you still livin
And get on down, to that ol' Jig
a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison
A ribbon in the sky, keep your head
I, Young 'Vito, of the young people
Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back
Your reign on the top was shorter than
Y'all can't with Hov', what type of X y'all on?
I got great for cops so dress warm
Charges stick to dude he's teflon
I'm too for jail like I'm Right Said Fred
I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my
Mr. Attorney I'm not sure if they told you
I'm on TV every day, where the fuck I go to
plus - don't run, Hov' stand and fight
Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his so
What could you do to me? not new to me
Sue me; fuck you - a couple dollars to me?
But you respect me, simple as that
Or I got no problem back
I'm representin for the seat where Parks sat
Where X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped
So off we go, let the blow
And hold on, the driver of the mission is a pro
The roller's

Uhh, uhh uhh
I, am, BACK, - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!
Yeah, yeah,
Turn the speakers up
The back
I, am, back,
Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah,

Well in these times, well at to me
There's a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound Jay-Z
help you out, here's what you do
You gonna need a wide lens that's a VERR' big shoe
And you got a couple of +Beans+ and you don't a +Clue+?
You situation is +Bleek+, keep it +Rell+ cause
Fuckin me, you gotta drop +Amil+
Cause if you gonna cop somethin you cop f'real
Don't talk it, walk like it - from the Bricks to the booth
I can predict the future Cleo the psychic
You can't date skills and it (uh-uh)
And you can't me bullshit, we know the prices
So what your life is? We roll
'til the wheels fall off, muh'fuckers check the tires
Off we go, let the trumpets
And hold on, because the driver of Bentley is a pro
The back

Uhh, uhh
I, am, back,
good! Ha
Pah, at me!
The back
Yeah.. whoo!
Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..

Now bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, whoo! Whoo!
Bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, uhh, yeah,
Bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, yeah, my thoughts ladies and gentlemen
Just what I'm feelin at the time, you know what I
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