C'mon ah Ah, what? C'mon, ah, what? Ah, C'mon, c'mon, ah, Ah, 1 Life 2 Live, what? Ah,
Live, huh? Yeah, y'all cats ain't ready, I'm too much When I was young, my mamma I used to cuss too much If I ain't you twenty years, I don't trust you much Roll with nuthin' but thugs and
Yeah, I don't care if crackin' down I'm a drug graduate without the caps and I used to have a thing for buying gats and And I laugh in my rhymes 'cuz you is clowns
Smash you down, patch you We take yo guns and we blast yo' Pass the crown to the new king This is real dog, you but a Lee Nail thing
the end of the world we put it all to a stop and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all flock And you go against us and you all gonna When we reign, you need more than a mop
Can't nobody do it we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what)
nobody do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't nobody do it like do (What, what, what, what)
When we spit, yo we never run rounds This is ball not football, you outta bounds Since of you people's houses I be cruisin' around Slow it down 'cuz I think that I'm you now
For those that's not lost, tell hoe's to stop the union is in here, toast it up When they shoot you suppose to Look at them by the bar posing (Say what?)
We don't who we toast in here We get you for how much you gross this You not a punk, you suppose to Better not come out until the is clear
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that But even without this rap game I have cash My wears a money whiz, I'm trickin' buying Vicky Secret Just to cover her punani
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Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't do it like y'all do (What, what, what, what)
Uh oh, you didn't think I was My people can't stand for the man To without or with bad I can determine what chu gon' do Are ya play it? Are ya gon' move?
The party gon' start if ya don't dance I don't care if you leave, but you be my man I get mad over silly pettiness I say to hell with it, say oh, well it
Timbaland is known watch him ya move ya feet Make dope beats, rhyming so unique His beats are Sean Archer and Castor Troy Ya need the same to find how he soars
He's the wicked man, the wicked begun Call him Timbaland the Clear ese, don't try to hide from ya Clear ese, don't ya the set got in ya ear?
Clear ese, is the love man you're talking to Clear ese, his beats are dope, I try to you Can't nobody see us in the nine eight or the nine (Freaky freaky)
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Can't do it like we do (What what what what) nobody do it like y'all do (What what what)
nobody do it like we do (What what what what) Can't do it like we do (What what what)
nobody do it like we do (What what what what) Can't nobody do it like do (What what what)
Like y'all, the public is the public Ya do it so well goes out to y'all Storm, Z-man, 1 Life 2 Live, Little Man Wanna thank y'all for makin' us who we are