[chubb All attention to all of the, swigs Whether you switch or you're, synching a gig Yes! I address to all the known factors Where you slave to the rhythm of con-troling the I. smythe, you drive a benz or a bike Whether you straight hit or you go dyke Dick van, no drugs I only snort And I to the sister, and yes I can can A, gangsta get funky like a latrine and Lyrics scream deep into the +roots+ ben vereen Rockin, the apple, since the mayor (? ) I double platinum, or hit gold watch I'll achieve, just like (? ) Squad squeeze, but they can mingle the breeze But hey, parlay - you don't my way are the games we play..
Hey, hey, hey (hey hey) These are the we play "i don't know else to say" -> biggie smalls
[chubb Journalists shit, that gets me kind of pissed No award given to the, funkiest hits and Lyrics get prolific and, kids to sip it start bulge, specific and centrific Get a dollar, if I sell more than the group The source critics want to diss my yabba, dabba-da-doo The that revived the crash crew If I'm rockin, on the eww Why they, downgrade but if they try I from brooklyn to that crooked-letter-i I, my temper, I remember starts to The (? ? ) but that the heads stayed loyal The hits the ground from the maker of "get down" Peace love and all that shit five pound Buy hey, parlay - you know my way These are the we play..
[chubb Mo hits the beat then handles the rappin The un-thinkable is fly plus extra napkins And the girls 'pon flatbush look without my googles And look as they squint then I blink push up the I, meet this to eat this i, leave this to If I wanna smoke ya I might get, stiffer than penis Oooh, I had to go and rip your whole With freeze love ran land butt rub and ooh - dippi dip on you With all my and squads and the, funkiest jew Ar-tistic lift it start the trend to the And, funk all pure lyrics turn to alcoholics Ghetto tales, start to prevail the Whether you're east west miami bass or crip But hey, hey, you don't my way are the games we play..
- 4x