Mase better watch yo mouth son [Mase & Busta Rhymes] 1 - Yo, if niggas wanna act we can act You niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap You niggas got gatts, we got gatts You niggas wanna
to Mase better watch yo mouth son [Mase & Busta Rhymes] 1 - Yo, if niggas wanna act we can act You niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap You niggas got gatts, we got gatts You niggas wanna
Eminem] Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna
da pig got me fiendin' for a cracker Jack be nimble make your body tremble Cardiac arrest for the one in the chest Then I K-I-double L T-H-E-F-E-T-U-S
feat. T.I) [T.I.] I I I Iced out the crown and flooded the Franck Muller [Chorus] (Eve) You wanna take me out? well it ain't easy it's E.V.E hoe
you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You
my love with cold heart See these fake niggaz, my fists'll break niggaz We switchin labels, now it's time to break niggaz We switchin labels, now it's
see it's all real, bras want to do me Get it attached to me like I'm starrin in movies Nigga Nor wanna do me, thing is I got none Wanna be my main
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggaz listen So don't y'all be mad at me, cause I'm the Q to the B To the motherfuckin' E-E Copped my CD, now all y'all
feat. Eve) [T.I.] I I I Iced out the crown and flooded the Franck Muller [Chorus] (Eve) You wanna take me out? well it ain't easy it's E.V.E hoe
to serve these niggaz, call 'em waiters Got my mind right, money right, ready for war And I got the C4, under my competitor's car These niggaz runnin
no time for fake niggaz Just sip some Cristal with these real niggaz From East to West coast spread love niggaz (that's right) And while you niggaz talk
building 210 Right next door to the Fantastic Four, and the Penguin Good lookin Johnny, five-oh's right behind me Let me act like I know and get ghost
: I'm ready to call it quits from all this shit. Even resign from the niggaz I been balling with I'm second guessing, all this negative energy. It's making me realize why niggaz
I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you
make me act a fool (what!) Don't make me act a fool (what!) Don't make me act a fool (what!) Don't make me act a fool (what!) Don't make me act a fool
the back, and My niggaz don't know how to act, and And if it's all hood, babe Why you lookin so sad, babe Always gettin mad at me My niggaz don't know
Trying to compurr this - my chain to yo' chain I'm like Sprint or Motorola - no service, out of your range You out of your brains, thinkin I'ma shout