Lyrics:
I'm here to represent this
[Chorus: x 2]
[Nas]
Can I talk to you Mr. President
Niggaz tryin to get with the computers
We ain't John Henry
Ummah, Ummah, Ummah
S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he want to get involved with you
Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he want to get involved with you
Mr. S-A
couldn't dig the jive
When he did arrive at the proper note
He arrived by boat every time
He tried to jazz up his mandolin
But never could quite
. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark
Playin' him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up
up round my fingers
Lil mama wet as Aquafina
Send them hoes like Angelina
Like em black
I like 'em yella
I like 'em red
I like the meat
I
some plywood and cut them up into two by two piece squares
Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them into two by two
Piece squares
(Chorus)
[Mack 10]
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[Mr. Short Khop]
Its rainin' bullets and I
One lil, two lil, three lil G's
Hangin' on the dope spot slangin' they keys
Four lil, five lil, six lil cops
Leanin' in the cut, 'bout to get popped
got something to do with you
You've got the stuff to pick me up
You've got the stuff to pick me up
You got the stuff, can't get enough
You've got
dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared,
, show up)
Po' up, po' up (po' up, po' up)
Uh, you Mr. Nasty, I'll clean it up
Go where nobody's been (wanna go where nobody's been)
Have you ever
about it? Still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take
The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by
Guess I really went and messed it up again
Now, my baby's goner than the Tulsa wind
Judgin' by the stone-sober state I'm in
Need to crack one wide open
and no looking back for us
We got love show love that's love
Say the all you're all that l need to get by
All I need to get by oh oh oh oh
Yeah
I got
Frank Lucas nigga on God
Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill (Straight up)
Tryna diss Savage, that'll prolly get you killed (On god)
I get my
up get naughty
Full speed, hurry up put your body
Trackmatic horse Ferrari
Need a freak, of course I'm sorry
You ain't get the memo, they made em get
Get in trouble at Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin'
And cryin'
Get in trouble in Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin'
And cryin'
Mr
about it? Still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
This is a mean old world
Try livin' by yourself
This is a mean old world
Try livin' by yourself
Can't get the one you're lovin'
Have to use
call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
you say you got to get some
Caught up in the charm that I laid on thick
And now there's nowhere to run
Just another fish to pick the worm on the hook
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