Lyrics:
dunk a 100 pack like Michael Philly
Show 'em who the boss, when you niggas gonna learn
Show 'em who the boss, when you niggas gonna learn
Show 'em
(Erick Sermon)
What's up wit that homegirl why you frontin
My raggamuffin c'mon help me wit somethin
You like me I can tell by your
very close, I will tell you why
(Hood) Phife, Milo, Dinco and C. Brown
Shaheed, myself, and Busta Bust Down
Will commence to rock (rock), so bring
I've been cheated by you since I don't know when
So I made up my mind, it must come to an end
Look at me now, will I ever learn?
I don't know
to learn something, then you probably need to beat her
That's how I was taught
Three niggas in one room, first time I was tossed
And I'm exhausted
But
dolars because they know
When we're on the stage, we're in a mothafuckin' range
So Dre, why don't you get the 12 guage [yeah]
And show 'em how
Rick Rock beats
Hand me my tray, baby
Baby gettin' fucked up right now
How y'all feel? Haha, I feel good, nigga, uh
Pop pop bang (Pop pop bang)
Do
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
Cos
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
to love and said she's be mine
But I went away leaving her there behind
I'll tell you the reason why I left her there
To roam this old world with its
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
Through your tweets like, when you have
An idea you give them to Kim
And a bunch of people
And they go, "Okay, you can
Tweet that" or "No
You cannot tweet
Shady I know you was
Bi-bi-hoping we be-be-would ge-go away
But weeble mable weeble wobble
But we don't fall down like
Jam Master Jay's two turn
Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your
master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here.
GUARD #1: Listen, in order to maintain
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
empty, please be empty, please be empty
Oh, thank you, God
Ah
Shit
Fuck
What the fuck?
Is that a girl?
Yeah, I'm gonna rock this blouse and put
on the tush, you're pulling while I push
Play me for the punk then puss, feel the pounce
It's like that y'all (keep on)
Freak, freak y'all (keep on)
It's
'all in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
Shady I know you was
Bi-bi-hoping we be-be-would ge-go away
But weeble mable weeble wobble
But we don't fall down like
Jam Master Jay's two turn
on the tush, you're pulling while I push
Play me for the punk then puss, feel the pounce
It's like that y'all (keep on)
Freak, freak y'all (keep on)
It's
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swole
'Member when you had a Jheri Curl, didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha Glock, trippin' off sherm
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