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Yo, Duro, tell Rob to hurry up back in the booth, man We got the Track joint Yo, this Tone the referee, while I got your attention I gotta say we set out to bring you the best possible heat For your two step, me, Jigga and Kells You know, so y'all just enjoy, alight Yo, Rob you there? Yeah, your mic sound nice, uh-huh, uh-huh You first to blow, yeah, alright, you ready to blow, uh-huh Alright, let's go Hold up, wait a minute, stop Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down Hold up, wait a minute, stop I'm about to make these niggaz get down Hold up, wait a minute, stop Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us Hold up, wait a minute, stop Tone and Poke, blow the motherf**kin' speakers Grab a bottle, get two models Thugs at Apollo's, niggaz wanna follow I'm about to show you, how wild it gets That nigga Hov', is the craziest Stop at the club, 'bout a quarter to six With a bottle in my hand, yellin' "Bitch, I'm rich" Hey, y'all niggaz see me, I can't believe it You startin' to sound like you don't want it Tony's on the drop, blue and yellow rocks He keep yellin', stop, Sisqo's album flopped What you wanna do, if you drinkin', I'm hangin' out with you Five, four, three, two, one, hang on y'all, let's have some fun Hold up, wait a minute, stop Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down Hold up, wait a minute, stop I'm about to make these niggaz get down Hold up, wait a minute, stop Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us Hold up, wait a minute, stop It's Young, uh, mack alone, I'm back in the zone I'm out they way, still these rappers won't leave me alone I can give a f**k what these rappers sayin' 'bout me That just let's me know, they can't go a day without me Scared of me succeeding, that's the reason you doubt me 'Cuz if you ain't believe me, you wouldn't be thinkin' bout me Sorta how like you, never crossed my mind Until you crossed the line, stop Then I gotta come across a rhyme To let the world know you come across a mime I do so much sauce with lines with someone who saws my climb From Marcy to party where you soakin' up blue nine Prude, am I, got a du-lema, I'm a dude from the hood Who loves jewels, who am I? You where placed in the same shoes, size 10/5 With a sick view of the place you grew, dude, can I Live, what I did for this whole rap circus I open up more doors for y'all f**kers than car service Y'all nervous, I ain't back yet I'm on extended vaca', I ain't unpack yet, stop worrying Five, four, three, two, one, hang on y'all let's have some fun Hold up, wait a minute, stop Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down Hold up, wait a minute, stop I'm about to make these niggaz get down Hold up, wait a minute, stop Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us Hold up, wait a minute, stop Shit, she back with the nigga inf dot Uh-oh, somebody better tell this broad I'm a nine year veteran, I'm back with my brethren I swear to God, it feel like '96 again Bitches snatchin' bags, see, they f**kin' with my shit again We 'bout to let them hammers pop In the stud, dudes, callin', you a problem, Fox' I got the Automore Pierre watch Butterscotch, GT, good toe on, three eight cock Y'all ain't see this much love since they cried for 'Pac Since Big pa*sed or since Jay pa*sed the Roc I'm in a clearport, full length mink in a G4 f**k I'm lookin' like rhyming for a hundred G's4 No, I don't talk to media guys I don't chatter with the best, ain't no question whose the best Shawn and Kelly, Fox, best of both worlds, I see y'all Aiyo, Kel, nigga, holler at your peoples Five, four, three, two, one, come on y'all, let's have some fun Hold up, wait a minute, stop Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down Hold up, wait a minute, stop I'm about to make these niggaz get down Hold up, wait a minute, stop Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us Hold up, wait a minute, stop Tone and Poke, blow the motherf**kin' speakers