say what
Singer: ll cool j
most thugs front when they get the chance
some thugs hit the blunt when they get the chance
live thugs stack chedder
then they make plans
i
cool j
ny2k
rule milleniums with my compadres
they tounges sway with really nothing to say
they pack guns
but i stack funds
i'm second to none
my hot streak's just begun
you wanna bring beef? you got to serve it well-done
you ran the wrong way
now you livin' on the run
not some
each one's a bum
every one
coughed up a lung
became my son
flames i brung
platinumn weighs a ton
heavy on the chest
i pitty all the rest
i put 'em to the test
i spit it like i'm blessed
i testify
i have no need to lie
i buried many
still many wanna die
i zone out crazy
starin' don't faze me
got ya whole strategy shook
it's too daisy
clack
relaod
clack
reload
got ya pictures sittin' in my lap
he explode
duck when you hear the rat-tat-tat
'cause once you cross over baby
ain't no comin' back
beleive that
i flows when i hit that
strive till i get that
never mind a set-back
no time to wet that
a lyrical hi-jack
you don't wanna try that
creep wit' my cd
don't let 'em know you buy that
one in the snips
one in the whip with the low jack
call a 911 to get the ll back
original bells
ll
rocked them till they fell
competition bailed
looked like mince green when mic had 'em swelled
wrote all them rhymes and never gonna sell
meanwhile
i'm countin' prezzies in the the 'tel
and in the meanwhile
i throw my baby in chanelle
unh
i'm lyrically hot tonight
come on
unh
i'm lyrically hot tonight
come on
layin' low to catch you on stage so i can run on
matter fact
you not on my level
i throw my son on
mission is complete
technique is unique
defeat the rhyme weak and mine ya knee-deep
rewind a rip beats and give jeeps the heat
even if you walkin'
wit' ya walkman in the street
actin' gassed up
but you really on need
how you countin' your paper kid
without a ged?
slow down
let me do my thing now
hold up
maybe that's the reason you stressed
quick to roll up
put the l down
picked the other ll up
maybe we can straighten this out before it's toe-up
watch me closely
boom! i'm a blow-up
and spend the whole rest of my life stackin' dough up
whoo
vinnie biggs
you hot with this one
dawg
roundtree
rock the bells
unh
brian daughtery
unh
all my peeps
my peeps
my peeps across the land
know what i mean? we gonna keep gettin' paper
this is real
this is real
right here
rock the bells
it's deeper than the deepest blue sea
dawg
know what i'm sayin'?
i'm feelin' it like you feelin' it
ha ha
word up
i'm lovin' it like you lovin' it baby
rewind it
it's short