Lyrics:
can bring yo crew (Yea yea)
Fuck em by the two’s if she a nympho too (Yea yea)
Got yo bitch you know, ain’t know she was yo hoe
Take em down three in
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
and "Hey you!"
The warning drove from a Seville as it sped by,
Lead fly, ratta-tat-tatta, his blood spatta
I strive ta, see the driva with my eye,
Moms
[Operator]
Too Black Records
[James A. Smith]
Yeah, this is Jay
[Operator]
Hold on, Jay
[Too Black Records Representative]
Hey Jay, long
you probably don't understand
With a lower IQ, a weak brain, my man
So listen up and go on back to school
Fool, you ain't Jack
Yeah, that's comin' live
Toughy, slash a Smoothy Doobie
Crash and flex on Tuesday's, harassin' hoes at movies
Passin' by with uzis, hey, who you aimin' at?
That shady bitch
Toughy, slash a Smoothy Doobie
Crash and flex on Tuesday's, harassin' hoes at movies
Passin' by with uzis, hey, who you aimin' at?
That shady bitch
"This Is My Party"
[Intro: Fabolous]
Hey-hey-hey yo [Repeat: x3]
F-A-be
Hey-hey-hey yo [Repeat: x2]
F-A-be
Hey-hey-hey yo [Repeat: x2
dicks, now
We movin on up in da world like elevators
Me and the crew we pimps like eighty-two
Me and you like Tony Toni Tone
Like this Eastpointe and we
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
Persecuted by my own crew
Betrayed by the ones I saved what I'm gone do
Do the math poor out my wrath and then they'll feel me
Or let the past be the past but
Persecuted by my own crew
Betrayed by the ones I saved what I'm gone do
Do the math poor out my wrath and then they'll feel me
Or let the past be the past but
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga about to fry my head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two
two ducks in one, pluck, initiate the trouble
For those who disagree, I maybe feel the need to front it
Show me your whole entire crew, two shoes
album but that went nowhere fast
And to make matters worse, my boy J. Dilla passed
Feelin' bad 'cause me and Dilla played phone tag
For at least two
Trap, trap young nigga trap
VERSE 2) TRAPBOY RAY
My life a movie baby
Dope money coming in by the daily
Jewelry on my wrist from whipping up on a daily
respect this DJ from way back
Yo, hey Jack, this the payback
Y'all far from home and forgot your way back
So bein' I'm the teacher and all this
Me and DJ
yeah
Ooh nana
The crew they don't like
Threatened by the alpha males yeah yeah yeah
Ooh oh my
The view so bright
Looking at my future, baby hey yeah yeah
who lives forever"
"Fuck y'all, you don't impress me and no one can test me,
An emcee so ill I got AIDS scared to catch me"
[Verse 2]
Canibus
the crew be all that
Hey yo, hickory dickory dock I'm under the Brooklyn block yes
Who's the next to testify and try and penetrate the vest
Diggatie do re
they quit on the spot
Whole crew at the top now
Three, bet I will fight to the
Death, mixing it up, come through
Let's rock now
One, two, three, cut it,
-o-latern's weather
Rocks his hood and plays it mellow
While maple leaves change into yellow
I'm like hey (hey), wait a minute
Give a check one two then I'm ready
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