Lyrics:
youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hated but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready
do
Chorus
[Manny Fresh]
Ten years ago a friend of mine
Brought me to uptown second line
Met meatball, nair, anglin mets
Want you do a D.J. in
the dub is grass
Count some money bitch pose and laugh
You know P keep the niggaz on they toes
Let me speed it up for these hoes
Pop pop pop pop, pop
Didn't do it angles, seein' the Lord
I do my shit without a nigga knowing
Walk in the room get to glowing
Placed a order but you didn't know it
Make ya
like it fuckin scuba
Scrub a dub dub
It's blowin bubbles thats a bit beluga
Google me
That shit lookin like a Dictionary
While you doing that I'm with my
the lyrics when the microphone's pregnant
Give it a rubdown, now here's the sermon
Everywhere you go you hear Mecca from the Vernon
Pound for pound, uptown
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house (yeah do it do it)
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
sitting in my mind,
Duh dub duh duh dububububububububbbbbb
Donde esta los digits do DJ Rap?
Bring the sound to the people in a white truck Bumpin'
show you the love
He wants to squash it you know it's a dub, step on that nigga like he was a bug
Im still stuck in the trenches if you live by that
pass
Or take it by the neck and go and hustle some ass
And race against the haters like you busting the track
And take away the dub so now they know that
fuck wit me get shot up
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas
on yeah
They been all up on my back
Asking Vonte where he at
Why you fell up off the map
And when you finna drop a track
Chill
I'mma drop it when I want
wild or like a child you gotta go right now
ICloud in my space
Back up out of sight now
Go down she give me face
Cause she love the taste, want the pipe
so we could count the by the hundred stacks '99
So if you need word, then holla right back
I could sell it for cheap, 'cause I got it like that
White
(repeat 6x)
(50 Cent)
I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
(Lloyd Banks)
Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray
See every now
need me in your universe, listen it's yours
Uh uh, uh, uh
And it's yours
Do you like this? Yeah
Do you want this? Yeah
Well if you had it
while I just bought a super car
Put 20 bands in it to get this little hoe right super charged
You got your cash from being like me
Stop with all
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house [yeah do it do it]
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
And a woman has her man
There's nothing they can't stop
They own it, you own it
How do you want it to be?
Do you like it the way it is?
You want to be
the middle of nowhere
Now I'm lost
Trying to make it on my own
I thought I could never do this,
But now I'm walking by myself
Out in the middle of nowhere
You
enough car factories to manufacture new vehicles sedans and vans
When they do make the whip you like ya chips ain't right,
By the time you could afford
Perseverance, see the fake hustler rapper to them it hurts to hear this
Oh you went platinum, yeah that's nice, now let me see you do the same thing twice
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