got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) Do you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) Do you got what it takes To take what I
re old I'm gonna be wrong but so damn right (J-Son) So live your life, live your life Be what you wanna be It's coming from inside I hear it pumping
how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin
I got my lady at home but what the fuck Here you go, take my number and hit me up J: Girl, I donit mean to be pushy but what is your name Can I have
got it in you Find it within You got in now Find it within now You got in you Find it within You got in now Find it within now You got in you Ffind it
it. We keepin' it epic and never neglect it we get it in on a record. I'm talkin' about keepin' it classic, they talkin' about keepin' it plastic. They
I roll it up and light it when my Zippo gets ignited It's an addiction at this point so what's the point in tryna fight it Pass a bong with Miley Cyrus
phone's ringin Hello [Verse 1: J-Bru (Classified)] What up Class, can you make it to my show tonight? (Bru!) I'd love it if you came through, maybe
hold my nuts but im a man so i glance and i soak it up but if I take it any further tho i know im f***ed (CHORUS) Its like damn you know what I mean
trick it off I roll another bleezy, puff it, pass it and shake it off Move on to the next phase and it's amazing The next generation of rappers, big Snoop
scream in his ear (AHHHHHH!) It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image I live it Give a fuck? I don't know what a fuck is to give it "Yeah I don't think
sit there and take it or make em suck it Tell em where to shove it straight up [?] Fuck it, The last time the light kicked me in the ass I pulled down it
got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I'm just brutal It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it There's no more humor in it, you know I'm rolling
this long Let me break it down for you, all I wanted to know If I could just feel it and touch it, and break it down into numbers and Come with me and
Aiyo, hold up! What the fuck you stop for? (I got somethin' in my--) Nah, you can't be stoppin', g What the fuck you ain't got -- aiyo, you buggin' and