Lyrics:
on fire
Get rich, the empire's
About to strike back
If you rock the mic wack
And that's the way it is 'cause yo
It's like that
[Sadat X]
Money,
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama,
foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo
And I be lovin' all the ladies that got dick on they mind
From the windy city down to the dirty south
Like Luda you know I beat that shit by the (word
Crew, I suppose you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us or
Bullets'll chase you like Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, racin' twin
Turn yo head and she bound to get snatched
Give the dick to her once, get her hooked like crack
Takin' cum in the face, yea I like it like that
the ladies that got dick on they mind
From the windy city down to the dirty south
Like Luda you know I beat that shit by the (word of mouf)
I sold 350
Yeah,
These are just warning shots before I get started
I don?t wanna hurt nobody
Duck Down niggers,
Take that,ahhh
Mr. Combs is in the building
I?ll
that dial
I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile
My name's Mike D and I'm the ladie's choice
I want to get next to you like Rose Royce
Y'all
fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha
some streets appeal with
The junk's that real
I don't need no steel to make my point
Get down and dirty cause that's my joint
Ha! Ha! Ha! That's my joint
Yo some people say my solo is impossible
But when I get up on the mic, yo, I'm unstoppable
And it's probable when you hear our voices laid down
it up
Bring the roof down and holla
If you tipsy, stand up
DJ, turn it louder
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
you know, after they picked that "Truth" beat
I was figuring I was gonna get some more work
But shit just wasn't poppin' off like that
I was
my lover (oh no)
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one (gold digger, gold digger)
But the kid is not my son (I like the way you try to get
askin' if I can slam it
I'm
Yo, yo, Redman, man, what the fuck, man
Get the fuck off that, punk smooth shit, man
Get with that rough shit, man, you
baby
Walkin' up an down the street
You walk by me, smilin'
Act like you don't wanna speak
But I, Iittle girl
I've got tired of your low down
Look like King Kong, welcome to the crib
305, that's what it is
When the women down here are the shit
They don't play games
They off the chain, and they
hoes that's 'posed to be yo's
Seein' my haters in a dark alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate
she was wit it (now)
I got memories, this is crazy
She ain't nothin' like (that girl I used to know)
Didn't believe she would creep
Thought we
that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak
That's that fire move like Schwinns yo
Invisible pens
in my blood, I'm a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make sure that they play me twice
I thought
been havin' a lot on yo mind lately
And I know you feel like ya know people ain't been prayin' for you
But you have to understand this man, that we are
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