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(feat. Big Pun, Reign)
[Reign] Who you are? [Yankee] Me, Well I'll be Cada pimp Black Cadillac smoking fifties sacks and shit No diggity doubt I be blazing like Portland Trail Blazers up in this motherfucker No doubt my nigga Reign and Big Pun Niggas trying to be players we the general manager of this shit [Yankee] Blam, New York money snatcha Yo Yankee B coming at yah Matter of factor chips I don't licks I don't capture Fly shit a manufacture Yo were the girls looking at yah You don't mean nobody stop yah Try to knock her Pun wait, try to drop her Victory seeking well lets try to knock her Yo your man is not a factor Really wanna do me your man cant stop yah Play it proper Little like my dabbler (I got to work tonight) Play his ass like an actor now I got yah Were yah want yah Miss twelve fix in a Benz coming at yah Coming at yah, coming at yah QB nigga Yankee B coming at yah [Chorus x2: Reign and Yankee B] [R] So who you are [Y] The Y-A-N-K double E [R] This we be [Y] Straight up jiggy every day [R] So were yah from [Y] South side Queens getting paid [R] This is how we do it [Big Punisher] Yo, yo, Ayo I had enough Why niggas bluff like they rag'em off Bad enough rappers act like they cant get snuff I had it up to here players a dressing like musketeers Another year motherfuckers a be rapping in underwears I wonder were the hardcore went Y'all gone sent shit that have me up drunk all bent Now is all pimp but I aint felling the same feeling the same Next time I rhyme I' am gone' start reviling some names Pulling cards doing job for dough Like back in '84 before I ran the squad with Joe (Terror Squad) Wasn't long ago I was on the low bound to blow Some perfection a getting down with the don of flow Long as you know Bronx two four first the skakey Golden label New York like my man Yankee Niggas should thank me for becoming a superstar Cus if I wasn't I'll be robbing that ass no matter who you are [Chorus x2: Reign and Big Punisher] [R] So who you are [Y] The B-I-G ?P-U-N [R] This we be [Y] V-I-P in every club we in [R] So were yah from [Y] South Bronx were it all began [R] This is how we do it [Reign] All my ladies in the place go down All my players in the place go down And now we bringing it from town to town You know I get down so down Get down, get down Get down, get down Get down, get down You know we get down Get down diggy down diggy down down Who you are? [Yankee B] Gridlock, QB's representer With the Brooklyn for clementa In your center spark leafs in the winters Stalking a in the central (damn you a playa) Niggly no I 'am a crusher Titles a new relationships like Usher Let me touch yah let me crush yah Let me find a way to move your body sucka Yo the west coast booty caller Flexing like a sexy Latalia Susiana, back in Louisiana Trick for o-b but now I cant stand her (but why though) Yo she try to be a commander All in the face want the key for the Rangler, for the Rangler For the Rangler Yankee B QB coming at you [Chorus: Reign & Yankee B] [Chorus: Reign & Big Punisher] [Chorus: Reign & Yankee] |
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