Lyrics:
back at me as soon as you can
We gotta show 'em what we are all about homie
Let the Mayhem begin, que no?
[Verse Two: Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow]
Kickin'
representin our God damn selves
'cause how da fuck
You gona tell me how to get to where I'm goin
When you don't know where da fuck you goin
Man das da blind
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit
about me
I don't care
What you think about me
I don't care
What you think about me
I don't care
What you think about me
Ohhh
Oh, whoa whoa whoa whoa
They
Thangand Thangs
You See I Had To Tell My Nigga Lil Boy
I Met A Girl Like You
Cuz I Ain't Never Met Another Girl Like You
But I Know Wut To Do Wit A Girl Like
you did not see this, sir.
Roosevelt: If it was important, I would have heard about it, Mr. Knox.
Knox: President Roosevelt, sir, I think you should
you
The city that I represent talking all that shit
See cuz all we do is kick it and mind our own business
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow (scratching fools off
. Incognito, Incognito (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes and a physical frame
Jotting down my list
Won't see this again you best take you a photo
Only fuck with people that be on go mode
yea I'm all about cho cho
She thick in the thighs like chun li
don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta
don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta
I be smokin tweeds wit Da rastas
Hang around dem shottas
Got cream cheese das pasta
Call me Q dolla
I’m hotter den a summer
All about them commas
U
we grown
I met her on first base standin' all alone
We went to second base and now she in my zone
Then we told Mr. Third Base we gon'
I told you
A lot of yall ass i aint wit the ass kissing
If its shots i send ya goes down like disney
Since we all know you bitch might slip you a mickey
White folks
thought it would be you
The city that I represent talkin' all that shit
Because all we do is kick it and mind our own business
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
that's Mr. Stand-On-Business
Real killer, boy you know I step on shit in every season
And all my niggas, they be shootin', they shoot it off they meter
'm a comet, heat up out my abdomen
And you know me, man I'm all about my business
Business handle business for me
I know you know life's a bitch, turned her
And we all say
"Oh, well, I never
Was there ever a cat so clever as
Magical Mr. Mistoffelees?"
He is quiet, he is small, he is black
From the ears
And we all say
"Oh, well, I never
Was there ever a cat so clever as
Magical Mr. Mistoffelees?"
He is quiet, he is small, he is black
From the ears
[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For
it
Tryna tell me that I ain't shit
For wut?
Ion talk to em jus sit back spark a spliff
Again they talkin shit
About that line too but it prolly all
tell me wat you see,
No love for these nothin ass niggas ima G,
Just tell 'em wat dey wanna hear,
To get wut I need,
I came into da world,
All
Made By Money Sign
It's Mr. KSO, I'm all about the make dough
If you ain't bout the strips, it's cause you ain't touch a bankroll
Uh, give KO's these
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