[Phonte:]
Unh, unh, unh, unh, let it, bounce
Unh, unh, unh, unh, let it, bounce
Você know Sometimes a nigga get tired of always
Talkin 'about shit he is not got, milkin on shit
Sometimes you gotta make use of what you got here, mão
Nós right here, doin it, let it bounce
Use to wish on a star that I'd have big plaques
Big awards right here on the wall, everything that gleam
Lamp Shades, back stage, for this nigga Askin '
Tay, would you work tem years for your dream
Seven years later, now I see just what he mean
Cuz this is real life and estou Livin' Kinda regular
got a casa, got a car, got a Wife, [?]
Big Dho, manager, HOJ s the team
You Can say estou satisfeitos, though I often Analyzer
Por que esta rap shit rip my hear at the Seam
This is not time to fantasize, estou not a whippersnapper
estou Trying to get these crackers for all of they cream
Like Dairy Queen or Haag-Dazs
Cuz the rap audience like the way I handle bars
like it before they thoughts, Oh so easily, just like Sheila E
Quando she was singing Hollyrock, Oh, check out the scene
Nós is not got time for your bullshit Schemes
Cuz onze Tay Begins, they say depends
Much Bigger than a sword and estou a Lyrical Lance-a-Lot
I is not gotta dance a lot, check the way I ler
[Chorus: Rapper Big Pooh (Phonte)]
Sim, yes, now! Você now rockin 'wit' the muh'fuckin 'best now
Think of fuckin' wit the team, I Suggest Não
Real shit, you can feel it in your chest, now
Got e 'all feelin' the pressure
(Got ya'll feelin 'the pressure
Phonte feelin' the pressure, feelin the pressue
Got ya'll feelin 'the pressure
Big Pooh feelin 'the pressure so feel the pressure)
[Rapper Big Pooh:]
niggaz bloco, women Jock on your cock, round the clock
Get it, get it, dom 't stop, catch you on the rise
Made a lil' Dough in this rap game slow
See my vídeo, sob they Swear estou movin 'pés
Old whip, new chutes, few flicks, same chick
New Picks, same bitch, no estou not a star
Vamos my hair Grow, put my mic game down
Este the third time round, Eu sou shootin for a par
Nós came this far, and no one assisted
Co-signed, or enlisted, like we is not GIFTED
Nós be gettin 'Lifted of the beats and drank liquor
We call women hoes, that 's if the name FITS
Put me in the box, I is not wrappin' up shit
Made music my career, some of y'all just Spit
Homie, just sit back, pay attention
Forgot to mention Hall of Justus is the clique
[Chorus]
[Outro: Rapper Big Pooh (Phonte)]
Can you feel that?
That tight grip around your neck, nigga
That 's pressure nigga
That' s pressure nigga
(Let it, bounce)
Yeah , nigga, Mick I think that s enough
Yeah, that 's your new name "nigga Mick"
(Hehe, nigger) Nigger YOU'RE MY nigga!
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