know you cant handle it now that you know its true you know its true you cant handle it now that i'm better than you i'm better than you you cant handle it
motherfuckin real niggaz Ya heard me? Baby, Slim, Fresh, Turk, Wayne, Juvi, Joe Cassi, K.C., Curl It don't even much stop (I keep it real with my real
nigga How ya wan do it When ya wan do it we could get straight to it You could take it how ya wanna Bring it how ya feel Accept it in blood cuz Ya get
: [B.G.] It's me, the B.G., doin' my thang Lettin' 'em hang, I represent bangity-bang I gettin' off into shit you can not handle I'm settin' it off in
50 Cent] I don't wan' talk about it (50) Man I don't wanna talk about it (nah) Man I don't wan' talk about it (yeah) And I don't wanna talk about it (
love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I know you love it but how much do you want it Get
I like the way your bodys movin Let me keep it real Ima show you how to do it Baby when im through You gon know about the funny things Push the 6 I push
love? Never quit my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it
and yo, you can best believe Bring your toothbrush, a fresh pair of panties, yo, and that's all you need So let's keep it a G thang, (?), uhh, and please
pecka And then leave your bitch, cause this uhhh! be better Chorus: [Aaliyah and everybody] Give it up! Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X) Give it
motherf-cking freak And I won't stop, don't stop Get it! Get it! I'm a pitch down the middle Baby hit it! hit it! I do it tonight Handle my business
but fuck it my shit is fine I've payed for it about 9 times, different mechanics Too much of a job, some say they just couldn't handle it I need some
top it You can google it and you can search it On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian
they can't handle it like a man And that's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't
baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes [Chorus] Somtimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin' on me Cuz sometimes it
faith The meltin' pot boil gun shot drama soil Gamble when I scramble handle hot pots of oil Man handle brain killin' erect my hidden Streets may be potent put your 9-6
sum(it's gucci) [Chorus] Gucci mane a bachler Damn u attractive Lookin 4 the baddest bitch Cause I think I could handle Ma swag is conceded Some bitchs can't stand it Some understand it
no coppin a plea, ain't no stoppin a G I'm in the 6 you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly You handle shit sloppily I drop a ki properly They call
