[Hook: King Just] We bout to go n on em' We bout to go n on em' We bout to go n on em' We bout to go n on em'
[Chorus: King Just] Funny how MC's wanna take my style Funny-funny how MC's wanna take my style Fu-fu-funny how MC's wanna take my style I gave birth to you child, you ain't wild-wild-wild
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[King Just] The first man to go in, the last vet to come out Hand grenade raps that'll blow down your whole house C4 noteboook, booby trap when you take a look Need a dope chorus? Call Captain Hook Bishop take rook, king take bishop The first rap that ever go platinum with a snippet Got Remi, sip it, daddy long dick it Got white boys in the Southshore that say he wicked Still in the trenches, oh, did I mention? Still blow trees off Park Hill benches High percentage, booking the 1, 2, Oh Coppin' ounces, of that blue hydro Luke Sky flow, force of the Jedi Want rude boy wanna come test INI What fucker is you deal with, KJ, still the shit Who You, make hits, Miz beats, ultimate What if I went Def and signed with the Jam Among the SoSo and made J.D. the man Look Puff, I got a plan, give me the loot For five mil, I'll dance around in a shiny suit Nah, you'd probably try to switch my flow I'd rather thug out on the industry than sign with the Row I wanna roll in tight whips, every day I wanna own my own PJ's like Cash Money I wanna say what was never said, ask a dread If the gun would of went off, would you left me for dead? When you was up north sick, I sent you medics I told you lay low and back down from the feds But you ain't listen, you said they owe Got down with them, you said you'd blow Word around town is now you owe And it's all for the love of dough, really though, yo
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[Chorus: King Just] Funny how MC's wanna take my style Funny-funny how MC's wanna take my style Fu-fu-funny how MC's wanna take my style I gave birth to you child, you ain't wild-wild-wild
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[King Just] The first man to go in, the last vet to come out Hand grenade raps that'll blow down your whole house C4 noteboook, booby trap when you take a look Need a dope chorus? Call Captain Hook Bishop take rook, king take bishop The first rap that ever go platinum with a snippet Got Remi, sip it, daddy long dick it Got white boys in the Southshore that say he wicked Still in the trenches, oh, did I mention? Still blow trees off Park Hill benches High percentage, booking the 1, 2, Oh Coppin' ounces, of that blue hydro Luke Sky flow, force of the Jedi Want rude boy wanna come test INI What fucker is you deal with, KJ, still the shit Who You, make hits, Miz beats, ultimate What if I went Def and signed with the Jam Among the SoSo and made J.D. the man Look Puff, I got a plan, give me the loot For five mil, I'll dance around in a shiny suit Nah, you'd probably try to switch my flow I'd rather thug out on the industry than sign with the Row I wanna roll in tight whips, every day I wanna own my own PJ's like Cash Money I wanna say what was never said, ask a dread If the gun would of went off, would you left me for dead? When you was up north sick, I sent you medics I told you lay low and back down from the feds But you ain't listen, you said they owe Got down with them, you said you'd blow Word around town is now you owe And it's all for the love of dough, really though, yo
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