Lyrics:
C'mon
(Yo, we gotta gotta kill 'em with this one) alright
Check, check, check, check, check (get 'em)
Cut 'em undercover, timeless, ready for 'em,
ain't get pu-bli-ca-ted
But its okay man
Flows stay
Ac-ti-va-ted
And if they judge by the company
You keep
Company doing no good
Then what's to really go
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
a nigga like me got to represent
You know I'm sayin'? Check it out
Once again, back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip
The psycho, represent the real,
Aw shit
let that pussy nigga write what's out
ah, that nigga don't know nothin 'bout us soldiers
what, what
[Chorus 1] - repeat 2X
Test that
said was bad decisions
Walk up in the bank still reminiscing bout the past days
Branch manager come out and greet me by my last name
I8 goin' 120 in
do to me, all night long!
(your my sex toy)
Tech N9ne, hella freaky baby
(Yeah, Yo, Check it..)
I see you lookin at me starin' at techa nina baby
I
the game, could lose or gain
A couple pounds trying to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, when you around niggas, check 'em out
Some is bout it,
the game, could lose or gain
A couple pounds tryin to maintain -- one day you here
The next you not; when you around n****z, check 'em out
Some is bout
One man, honcho truck load, ammo
All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo
Gloves on, no Evie
Trigger finger forever ready
One man, one machete
Out
Start the day feeling blessed
So I hit up my connect
Then I go and cut the check, book the jet
Then its Touchdown Palestine
Summer-time bring the gang
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
oh oh
The party people he said oh oh
Uh uh uh, oh oh check it check it
Driftin' on a memory brought forth
From a fifth of Hennesey as in times
I see
I see red, I see
I see red, I see red, I see red (I see red)
Yeah (Yeah)
Nigga know I ain't dead, put one in the head
Empty out the clip, til I
Walking by faith and not by sight
Walking by faith and not by sight
It takes Grace to keep living this life
(Yeah man, check it out)
Lift ya hands up
[Chorus]
"C'mon now!" DJ Lord
"Here we go again"
"C'mon now!" Guerrilla Funk
(Hey yo check one)
We move as a team to keep them demons out
Y'all
ain't gettin' money then move out of Georgia
100 tapes and goin', go check my discography
The freshest nigga livin', go check your photography
And classmates laughed when the Buick rolled by
Remember, I pulled my privates out in class
And from Farmers to Dunkirk you straight whooped my (woo!)
a "hey" coming
I ain't say nothing 'cause my
'Gram got a blue check
Ain't gotta save nothing, bitch, I scam
This a blue check
Smoking Runtz, Cookie Monster
When they play this in the radio
Pop ya semis all my real niggas hit me hoe
Check the drip when they see us in the video
Super slick handling whips
(Yuh)
Striving check my repertoire (Uh)
They say I don't know who you are (Uh)
Thriving we living so lively and all of this hate trying to pull us apart
workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah, (check) just check the foots, yeah
Pass this
the justice you love went up in flames
Talking bout the system set up by the republicans
Countless murders, they still get out on bail
Where’s the justice in
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