(feat. Juvenile)
[Intro]
What you about to hear gone fu*k you up
because this the first time you ever heard some sh** like this n***a
I'm tellin you this sh** so off the f**ing hook bro
Ya'll man look check this sh** out
[{Humming in Background} + {"Waaaaaa" in Background}]
[Mystikal:] Mystikal and Juvenile n***a
Say Juvey they don't believe you did the beat bro
[Juvenile:] What you mean n***a, f**in right I did this beat
[Mystikal:] I tried to tell them n***az bro
[Mystikal]
I come with my own look, my own sound, my own style
Who the f** you think drawed this crowd
It's the ripper, the clean up hitter
You bitter intimidating young long dick n***a
Now s** it, now s** it, while you around here playa hating
Your woman around here screaming f** Me, f** Me
Tell me something, don't I put down on my albums
Motherf**a nobody ever told you I was hard as a NFL Helmet
I write 'em, land 'em, plant 'em BAM n***a can't stand 'em
On top, on sight, heads up, bust 'em at random (What You Did?)
I got the vest out, put the braids back, put on the bandana (What Else You Did?)
Signed a brand new contract, shot the video in Atlanta
Don't pull me, can't hold me the beat don't move me
You know smokin, drinkin whenever I kick it with Juvey
Back on my own, back on my zone
Feelin better, lookin better
Bout to go get it and bring it back home
[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]
A n***a got, got but I won't no more
Cause this time round I come to settle the score
Greedy n***as eat good, but not that long
They wind up with a stomach ache balled up in they home
[Juvenile]
You better cancel that sh**, about you run this here
I ain't seen you on the charts what you done this year
Y'all thought "Project English" was the last of this sh**
When I was really only given y'all half of this sh**
f**in right I made the beat, and I wrote this rap
But a n***az In the ghetto want to post the crack
Got two n***az posted watching a bus with macks
Just waiting on the police and n***az to jack
To people across the nation, thanks for being patient
Ya'll been itching for some G-sh** Huh, I know you waiting
When you cop the cd, get some Herb and Ride
Turn the b**h up real loud so you can feel my Vibe
I got a long way to go, I'm just gettin started
I'm 26 years old and I'm still retarded
I ain't talking about handicapped
I'm talking about the way I talk and Express my rap
You Feelin that
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Anytime you say my name make sure it's some good sh**
Look I'm not your eldest rapper, I stay on some hood sh**
Am I hatin on Cash Money, Now Stop Playin
I respect it How it came, Now I got Game (Bling)
I'm all about U.T.P. Family and Kids
And Takin Care of business it the way that we live
I don't need a record deal just give me my props
How many muthaf**as you know keepin it hot
[Mystikal]
Believe it or not, keepin my spot locked
I got more season than the seafood out the gumbo pot
Now run your mouth and lose your slot (I'm Lowdown)
I make em feed for me like junk is fever one more rock(Tease Me)
Ain't this some sh** I'm famous and rich (Huh Bro)
I got b**hes I ain't even f**ed claiming my dick
If thats how it is, I guess we gone see
Is this all about that big truck and U.T.P
[Chorus and Ad Libs to fade]