| (feat. Biz Markie) | |
| [E Dub] | |
| It's Erick Sermon, no need for those to guess yall | |
| I confess, ya'll, when I spit the yiggy yes yall | |
| I gotcha, when that groove hit, no stoppin ya | |
| Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia | |
| I'm real, react when it's time to peel | |
| Step, if you want it, come get it, come wid it, what the deal? | |
| Yo dog, I roll tight in my stinkin Lincoln | |
| With black frame, grey interior with the wood grain | |
| And two stash boxes, for the funds and guns | |
| I don't own an UZI, but my 9 weights a ton | |
| Kid, we be the mos' deffest, no squad can catch us | |
| We takin the, drastic measures to fulfill the pleasures | |
| [Funk Doc] | |
| When I turn one hundred and eight, with wrinkles in my face | |
| My name will still be in debates about who was great | |
| I make you tie your lace two times when I create | |
| Cause when I begin to get slick, I sweat Quaker State | |
| We three the hard way, tight like little Jamal's face | |
| You offers, I walk through your church without no parlay | |
| Or permits, ************* your white picket fence | |
| I'm from the hood, keepin it tinsel, 17 inch | |
| I'm strictly convinced, yall puss | |
| Flippin crack, save that | |
| I kepp my money stacked, ghetto diplomat style | |
| Order it now, no refunds | |
| I'm like a clib with jums | |
| I move crack fiends with different vowels | |
| Even technicians can't repair the mic I spit on | |
| I'm too underground to dance with that *************ny *************t on | |
| Callin all cars, naah, call National Guards and trucks | |
| And their weapons better be big as *************! | |
| [Keith Murray] | |
| Ay yo, the three of us together is incredible | |
| Like a miracle, finally I get to move it up a few decimals | |
| Unquestionable, Unconscionable to the mental | |
| Not that happy dappy *************t that you're use to | |
| I got the skunky funky illest funk flow | |
| For the glamorous, scandalous world of radio | |
| And pimpin ain't dead, ya'll *************s just scared | |
| To smack a ho, and make that tramp get up out there | |
| Oh yeah, I heard your new *************t is GARBAGE | |
| Bastard, lookin like you just stepped out of a casket | |
| I get stupid, dumb, illiterate when I'm killin it | |
| Real legitamate, ******* gettin intimate | |
| In nineteen hundred and ninety eight | |
| We gonna set a whole lotta different *************t straight | |
| You suckas, no good, insecure back barnyard sewer rat eatin mother*******s! |
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