hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga) Chorus (x14) Verse 3: dray, skoob To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick My rappin
brothers that we used to Look up to, that fell the fuck off And now they doing all that R'n'B sh You mean Rhthym and Blues? No, rappin' bullsh Connection
'm basically talkin' to you You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye? I'm tryin' to leave my kids some real fuckin' change when I die From rappin
Manhattan Staten, Y.O., uhh Yo, E-Dub, I come from the gutter The Ving Rhames of rap, it's guns or butter I make things happen, rappin' The game don'
m basically talkin to you You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye? I'm tryin to leave my kids some real fuckin change when I die from rappin
erick sermon Check this out! I still get loose in the rap vocal booth I know I can, I can like a train caboose Smoke up the hardcore scene when I be rappin
here is a nuisance, you talk fly and can't prove it you just lie up in your music, send my guys to come and shoot shit Duke I ride, and this as true
What do we do, ooh, what do we do, what do we do Pressure, pressure, what do we do to do Let's go, they say they want me to chill How you rappin' is
to me we was damn near feelin' you (uh huh) even though ya careers is based on somebody damn near killin' you shit you be doin' aint even considered rappin
let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember rappin' Duke
til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke
the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust You acquired the knowledge, my brainwaves cause riots in college Science scholar in this world of violence and dollars Firm rappin
the war's on, get it on my nigga You gon form the law once the four bark, nigga Plus the crack you sell won't match yo bell You a fifty ride supa, duke
Straight havin' a ball I met a girl i've been seeing from Miama to Mahtreeah Yall saw it happened Tag Team got payed just for rappin' About what it is
] Motherfuckers ain't as nice as me And if they is, they wouldn't been Sean That's fucked up for you, you should of been on Rappin' again, punk rappers
popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke