Lyrics:
coz he talk talk
My mum said "Son, give it your all"
Yeah
They want a remix, I said no way
Then I thought "Bring it back to the old days"
Back if
Can I have your attention
For a second?
I'ma show you how to get it popping on a record
You ain't gotta remix Jack
Or make a movie like Black
You
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Jesus!
Yeah, I'm steady thanking God for the day
And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say
Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway
Through it all
Four years in the making
Might ramble here quite a bit
So take a seat, gather round
Welcome all to my shortlist
Of what I'm going through, I wanted
on the radio
Four seats, sport mode, big body
That ain't even a flex we ain't racing though
We could bring em' all out to meet Rocky yeah
Its a homicide now
don't pack a nine millimeter
Most a y'all gangsta rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad, then I'm talkin' 'bout you
Claim you fear no man, but
my people do it alone
I said it was the last time but this time I swear
I'll make it happen if I have to to lose all my hair
For real
Chorus (x2)
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
to the remix
I feel like fallin' in love (fallin' in love)
I'm in the mood to fuck somethin' up (tonight I'm lovin' somethin' up, baby)
I need some drink in
One by one
Maka chukwu u be two by two
Girl I know say u be three by three
Mummy muo u be four by four
Eh eh see
One by one
Maka chukwu u be two by
you not popping
The game in my hand and I swear I wont drop it
I seen it all coming its like I'm a prophet
I told my ex I been living life
working hard
In London when they've got
Properties in Pakistan
I swear that they're my inspiration
We're the generation that's infiltrating
All these
one line you can tell it's mine
With a baseball cap that's black that I'm wearin
And a look that keeps you all starin
And wondering why I'm invincible
'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, you're sloppin' up and down the blocks
There never was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
When all
Ohhhh I'm so lone, I'm solo
Ohhhh I'm so lone, I'm solo
Im like swear to go you better watch who you talking to
Im like Candice bitch I might up
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
No, No, No (Remix)
Jae Millz, Cam'ron, T.I
(Jae Millz)
Yea . . . you know we had to do this right here
All hoods, stand up
All rude bwoys
biter, got a T-Boy rap
[Daddy-O]
4 Ever My Beat, if allowed, I'd play it all year
And if the front was cold, I'd play my beat in the rear
And if the back
One-two-three-four-five-six!
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in love
One, two, three, four, five, six
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in
we abide, by what we ride by
What the fuck y'all done started four apocalyptic prophets
Appearin' outta floatin' objects, wearin' Middle Western
Yeah
The Remix
I know I'm destined to win
And you are too
I'm inspired too
By You and You
Right
Aye
Uh
Woke up and I started my day, now I'm feeling
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
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