Lyrics:
[Ja Rule]
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
why'all motherfuckers think it's a game right?
Get da name right
[Ja Rule]
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
Y'all motherfuckers think it's a game right?
Get da name right
Dictate, regulate, and perpetrate the fool
That's why I search, explore, inspect, investigate
Drop down knowledge, and KILL dub plates
[KRS-One]
the best of the best if you looking for smoke
Get gassed up but you stuck, like the 405 toll
See even if I hit E still running shit a forty
And my mind state
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
up
I was down up on my ass and taught myself just how to hustle
Real go getter hadda get it off the muscle
Yeah I got a little money double Gs up on my
niggas all on, and I'm a get you
[Chorus]
1800, I'm blunted, fa cert'
Snoop d-o-dub', I'm higher than a mug
Cameras goin' off all the chickens want
licks
WC:
Hatas steppin' to me, they want to get some
But I'ma dub, yo, yo, you know the outcome
Another victory, they can't get wit'
A notorious team the sky's the limit
Get it I'm Big by myself
Got ambitious like Pac
I don't want to stop
That's why I keep pushing the clock
You ready or not
You ever touched a quarter million a dubs
Swear that s**t will blow your mind
When I was down they ain't want to come around me
But they want to f**k
the breeze
I'm busy ducking feds coast to coast I'm oversees
I'm buying keys selling triple stacks of E's
I sell coke by the gram sell my high grade by the P's
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for static, i strap tools
Next up!
[e-dub] yo i believe that's me
[pmd] yo, get on the mic and rock
Tropical moon was pulling me up through Norman Manley
Down by Bourboun beach, a super sweet alien sound was calling me
Echo and delay put me under
the gangsta gangsta
Niggas, Cube and Eazy-E, E
Better pump your fist and throw them dubs 'til they reach the sky
Puttin' it down 'til the day I die
You know I
the gangsta gangsta
Niggas, Cube and Eazy-E, E
Better pump your fist and throw them dubs 'til they reach the sky
Puttin' it down 'til the day I die
You know I
don't love hoes, they get no dough
Can I get a woop woop?
To these niggas from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggas without dubs?
Can I get
don't love hoes, they get no dough
Can I get a woop woop?
To these niggas from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggas without dubs?
Can I get
then but you want me now
Still hear your voice hearing every little sound
Looking for a man that’s gone hold you down
You ain’t gone get it and you know
the gangsta gangsta
Niggas, Cube and Eazy-E, E
Better pump your fist and throw them dubs 'til they reach the sky
Puttin' it down 'til the day I die
You know I
gon' need it
Anything I say, I stand behind it
I can guarantee it
Riding 'round my city by myself
Like I'm not famous
Know that I can get jacked but they
[Intro - Wale talking]
K.B. what up? Jonas what up? Haha. Check it. Uh
[Chorus - Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I
pinched off the pound
And kick my feet up
Bad Bish with d cups
She say we need drugs
Bring me a
A dub of whatever
Let me get a dub of whatever
Let me get
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Baby, pop the Cristal, and shine the jewels
Get the Cadillac from Sewell with twenty-inch L's
Boss B, slow down in the Jag, you
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