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点击复制Uhh uhh yeah
See I know how to get down word up
It's so hot it's LL's version
Of the East coast chronic
Smoke'til your lungs collapse
You supposed to be the ni**a
Where all the drama at
So ironic L came back
Flooded the market got your mens on the wall
Holdin his blunt too f**ked up to spark it
Show me a ni**a who can do like I do
Then gas your mans up
So I can rip that ni**a too
Braggin you goin platinum
Like that sh*t brand new
I was platinum in eighty-five
What the f**k wrong with you huh
Come L what you call rocks to me is minerals
Tried to throw salt on my name sh*t's political
The baddest man on the planet
So I'll when I'm spittin niggaz take it for granted
Cram to understand it
I'll switch and write it lefthanded
Heat my pinky ring up
And leave your b**ch branded
Got a voice like a cannon ni**a shoot
I don't think she really hot
Your career is a fluke
I'm the best MC to ever touch the pen
Take a look at what I'm doin it
Will not be done again
As sure I am the descendant of former slaves
I'ma resurrect brothers from they mental graves
Make'em confess LL's the most rugged
God and no man's above it gotta love it
DO get this bread use ya infrared
RE f**k the industry it's all about
MI you ain't goin FA
L said it SO puffin on the LA
DO get this bread use ya infrared
RE f**k the industry it's all about
MI you ain't goin FA
E said SO puffin on the LA TI DO
Uhh E Dub on the microphone
Droppin bombs spots get blown
So why would you assume my style wouldn't bloom
When I rap wack MC's vacate the room
Cause they suck and that's how I feel
I'ma smack down the A&R who signed the deal
Then wrap'round his neck yo' reel to reel
So next time he know how the real feel
Get loose and wrap hand'round the steel
Leave you in the truck wrapped'round ya wheel
I ain't playin But y'all front like I ain't it
And every rapper y'all like sample my sh*t
Name one I'm nice and there's no mistakin
I threw a bomb rhyme in the hands of Troy Aikman
My track record is out there gone
E T like maybe I should phone home
I'm known for the dome bangers
Drop any song of mine right now in the club and it's danger
Scarface E LL Cool (jigga jigga)
J never heard it spit this way hey
DO get this bread use ya infrared
RE f**k the industry it's all about
MI you ain't goin FA
L said it SO puffin on the LA (that's right)
DO get this bread use ya infrared
RE f**k the industry it's all about
MI you ain't goin FA
Cause'Face said SO puffin on the LA TI DO
You switched from the raw to a chart climber
And now your sh*t is blowin out the stores
And uh next month you fin' to go out
On the tour but Count two three and four
Your records ain't sellin no more
And damn you done spent your money galore
Buyin all the stupid sh*t that
Your money can't afford uh-oh
Tryin to keep up with the trendy
Got your b**ch minked out in all Fendi
Bought your homeboy a brand new Bentley
And the well that wouldn't run dry is now empty
It's simply cause you wasn't focused on the next day
And your next tape you can't give it away
But hey I send these to these niggaz tryin to
Keep up with the Joneses
Everything you see me I owns it
I've been quietly sellin tapes for thirteen years
So let's get that clear
You might have sold a few more tapes but
Realistically are you that great Nah
Can't get respect but I done paid dues
Stood on the block slangin cooked up rocks
I'm the same dude
I've been the same ni**a since I came through
Do-re-mi too damn fool