Lyrics:
a name, uh
Sippin' lean, takin' E, Percocets, Purple drank, Xanax, everything sound the same, fuck
Bunch of drug addicts in the house of pain (bruh)
and for me to know
If you know my face salute
Parlez-vous français? Salut
Je m'appelle J-M-E
Let me show you around this jungle like Baloo
If you know my
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no
I am trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble
We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover
This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
rockin' and clockin' and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow, G L O B E
The Soul Sonic
a slow jam
I am so over E, And I keep rolling
now we spinning the block, so we can own it
Purchase up everything, and we converted
All to new currencies,
a gangsta, the album is scary
I'm Malcolm, I'll get down if necessary (necessary)
By any means - in which
you breathe in the mic is the reason you left with
Yeah you know how we do it, Funk Flex, Big Kap, Def Jam
The Tunnel, Ruff Ryders, Let's go baby
[Chorus]
Ruff Ryders (We in here!)
Ruff Ryders
Meet me by the restroom (meet me right there)
Now I'm in the condo in Biscayne, it got the best view (beautiful)
I see the ocean (I see the ocean)
handle business
That's how we winnin'
Walked in two seconds, then I bought 'em out (Let's go)
Jam this paint
Give a damn what you think
I'mma just make
Born 2 lose villain, born to die killin'
Yeah it's that sick ass villain in the motherfucking house, no other than VECT
That's how you do it!
Just
the hard-core, real raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!
[Xzibit]
Well it's me, down with D-are-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks
Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you
Future present or past
Allow me to live my life
Orobo don dey beef lepa
E No be by force to slim or fat
Jejely live your life
Cos Nobody holy pass
(Ejen
and say
It's all good
Too focused on a way to get dollars quick
Niggas move like Wile E on them corners
Fuck colleges
Hunger got no time to wait
Start
up inside
You've just begun
See this place where I grew up
Raised and born
He who kills by the knife will die by gun
And there's no need to chase
the money is near, I ain't coming out the van
Keep close, gotta keep hoes by the G code
Got three hoes in the G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z hoes
gots to start off my day to a fat-ass blunt
Step out the house on the get-high-creep
'Cause when I'm good and fucked-up
I'm a smash some peeps,
in scraper spin it outt
got clown sum like a booss do
lookin like coo mo deep cuzin i coon (I coon)
Dark 30 Gold on premoo
off to the treman house
don't give a damn
Bullets soaked in oil so the Tec can't jam
Sippin on Carribean run, cocanut juice
Smokin on that chocolate stick
Open up two bottles
Go Ham for the green
Im grinding, the album $9.99
Reprised Im back to selling dimes
I never thought I say it again
You know its B-l-a-c-k on da end I
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
his
chorus (x4)
Say yeah!
Come on ya!
I'm the jam, I slam, cause I am the man, hut damn!
I swing more beats than tarzan
Am a rascal bad little bastard
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