Lyrics:
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
: Ghostface Killah]
More than a thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done
I hold a title, enhanced how my belt was won, check it
Slick majestic, broke
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here to stay
the motherfuckin Wu! (Stand for it right now)
Two thousand and two!
You know how we do!
For you and your crew!
Representin the motherfuckin Wu!
Ayo catch me
bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)
And check yo' chest y'all (chest y'all)
Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)
1,2,3 Ruck and Rob be the best y'all (best y'all
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
the greatest like Jordan, if
He was a twin, rivers of Jordan
Passes to Jordan cause Chance is the best out
I'mma show y'all niggas how me
And my check mount fuck
all I know)
What up
It's sad to say that
Hendrix
This couldn't be love, man
This couldn't be love
Check out the way I be glistening yah
no jokin'
We coming out smokin'
And for all y'all that's been sleeping on us
You're lacking you're lacking
Ayyo check 1-2 I've got my man
That's
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
flow up out this piece
I ain't even mad, I ain't even mad
I ain't even mad at y'all
It's the alkaholiks
Yo yo, mic check one two one two
up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a nigga
I know she tryin' to fuck
But her homie wanna play GI joe
Hommie you better check yo hoe before
Yo big ass hit
you'll run when it's a shootout
Nah I'm being for real y'all
Cause we all letting the truth out
Cause he stood right there on the floor
When T-Bo knocked
once and let him come with my crew
Now every fuckin' time he tryin' to jump in line
Yellin' out, can I get in with y'all?
I ain't feelin' sorry for
leavin' lyric lash like a whiplash
For y'all niggas is only here for cash
It's the Likwit Crew, we keep it poppin' like '85
While in '97 a lot
a job
Or either go out and rob
Because
Rappin' ain't to function
You out of place,
Like a 2 of heart and 2 of diamond in a game of spades
While my
well-rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties hung
well-rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties hung
locked
Every time I drop shit's hot
Think not and it don't stop
This bitch top notch and
Y'all keep watching
Play the back baby while your team keep
police
You and you go out the front you take the back
You cover the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan
Now it's
police
You and you go out the front you take the back
You cover the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan
Now it's
It's the Roc! Wooo!
Nike Airs is right (check)
My bucket is low (check)
My Rocawear is fittin' incredible
Fuck it, I guess I got my swagger
It's the Roc! Wooo!
Nike Airs is right (check)
My bucket is low (check)
My Rocawear is fittin' incredible
Fuck it, I guess I got my swagger
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