Lyrics:
B.G.:
You fucking with the B.G., you fucking with the whole crew
Young Turk:
I feel like niggaz trying to size me up
I feel like niggaz trying to bust me
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
Been working on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody
Uh
My first view of what it do was with my crew posted on the stoop
Gold chain, small rope but bitches peeped the cool
Wore mine, all the time,
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
a wifey and my children by the pool
I want to have a mansion that I chill in with the crew
I need to pay my bills and I need to get some food
And I swear
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot
1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with
They don't understand it
They don't understand it
Imma do me
They don't understand it
They don't understand it
Imma do me
Man I got the crew right by
The Pharcyde
I'm labeled as the cat's meow, the MC with the know-how
Act like you know, not now but right now
Beast of the East, on MCs, I have a feast
I'd
on writin' and droppin' these tracks
And I won't lie about it, I don't got shit ton of fans
And to be honest with you, not that many like who I am
I got
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
gonna celebrate
For one night Imma live it up like Hov
A good bourbon and the finest Cuban smokes
Selfies with the crew striking up a pose
So raise your
When you go through other albums, you're sure to say
"Goddamn, they all seem to sound alike!"
Till you hear the crew standin' over in the light
down the tracks, spray paint like artifacts
With the rest of your crew, tied and smeared with dog doo-doo
You know my trash bags are packed, lick my
Z-Gang (Z-Gang)
Zru Crew baby!
Uh, chinkys really wanna roll with this shit
Windows tinted so they won't be acquainted with Mister
Jimmy Jones in
Hip Hop Hooray
by Naughty By Nature
Album : 19 Naughty III
Give it up for Naughty By Nature
Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho
You drew
Swimming pool
I love making swimming pools
Whether it's on an enemy ship or ours
It is always cool
You're a fool
If you don't play by the rules
Yer
My first, album was dope but ain't, get no play
We smoked out, with them MLX's
I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan freaks
CNN,
(Pimp): That nigga wasts the honey
(Pimp): All we want is the money
(Pimp 2): I keep em' bro. Wake up one morning, and, with some money
All we want is the money
I keep em' bro.
Wake up one morning, and, with some money
To spend, they go crazy.
I'm going to tell you a story in
blind as shit, like
Rockin’ for free, doing an album overseas
Going to Tahiti a second time
To split two G’s
Shit, I coulda went back by myself
But I
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