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Jazz (We've Got)

A Tribe Called Quest

Hits, Rarities & Remixes

2003

Strictly hardcore tracks, not a new jack swing
I grew up as a Christian so to Jah I give thanks
Collect my banks, listen to Shabba Ranks
I sing, and chat,

Strictly hardcore tracks, not a new jack swing
I grew up as a Christian so to Jah I give thanks
Collect my banks, listen to Shabba Ranks
I sing, and chat,

and you
And I are the same
Got a trailer load of top models
I don't got to thank 'em
Shabba Ranks mixed with Tyra Banks
Give a lot of thanks, damn
I started

wanna see me let the chopper bang, yeah
Get this bitch jumping like Shabba Ranks, ooh
What's a Lil Pump to a rocket flame, yeah
Turn your pink dreads

The Regiments of Steel

Chubb Rock

The One

1991

Furious Five, Grandmaster Melle Mel
Tribe Called Quest, the Jungle Brothers
Dana Dane, Kwame, Shabba Rank'n, De La Soul
Stetsasonic, Shinehead, Lil' Shawn

snakes on my collar 

Mike Amiri jeans ysl for the boxers 

Balenciaga bucket got me dodging helicopters 

Young niggas came up got rank like Shabba

heavy shit
Hope you ain’t no petty bitch
Hope you ready in the whip
I gotta hit it by 6
Its a flight a hour later
Not no round trip
I’m not no heavy

(YUH) 

Climb the ranks 

Till i'm running to the bank

Letting shots off like we built like a tank

Optimus Prime

Fuck it up Shabba Ranks SHABBA RANKS

on and never ask why I'm burnt out like every star I wished upon
The glory days are gone
Seany Dice is the reason why I'm alive no one know the story written by

the math...
Like Hoffa y'all food and this is Benny honnas and I got the choppa ...
Yellin Shabba at the the ranks while I drop ya...
Like labels monsta is

the lettuces (Yeah)
She love my tunes now I'm all in her crevices (Fft, fft)
Yeah, too many bands
Come on ladies, that's too many hands
No time for randoms, I

hating but she interested and now your bitch gone
See you in the brand new kicks that I spit
Worried bout your lady because I'm the one she hit on
I could

fucks
I hate whoever you like, I think your hero sucks
I send 'em a, old-fashioned "fuck you" like middle fingers
Thrown up by little old ladies with

An offer to the lady of death
A homunculus slaughter your sufferings for nada
An alchemical tornada I transform my facade I
Absorb and forgot ya reform