[Lil' Ya]
It ain't but one U.N.L.V. n***a, so stop
Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger
It ain't but one U.N.L.V. n***a, so stop
Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger
Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style why is everybody
Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style
[Tec-9]
You got to know how to roll, you got to know what to do
You got to make them stanky hoes pop that p**y for you
Cuz every time I throw down Uptown, the people gather round
To them b**hes on the side they keep jockin' my sound
That's how it is, that's how it goes
To them n***a's on the side they ain't nothin' but hoes
I keep makin' 'em think I business but I'm still comin' at'cha
Take it to Slim, and wrestle ya I'm a have to pimp slap ya
[Chorus: Tec-9]
Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style
Why is everybody
Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style
[Yella Boy]
When I thinkin' of a motherf**er right I'm gettin' pissed
Talkin' about the Dissy Dance how they had that b**h
Who I'm talkin' to, yes you not the Allah Hand's
Sweatin' so hard you need three or four towels
n***a get yo mind right, or get beat up
You better be yo f**in' self, before ya
Find yo self stumped
[Chorus: Yella Boy and Lil' Ya]
Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style
Why is everybody
Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style
[Lil' Ya]
How can I kick it off, or should I kick the new sh** or
Maybe I can talk about a another b**h always
s**in' a n***a dick, well I'm a kick it like this
Cuz I'm kinda mad, that make us feel like
We a king so I'm kinda glad
You know them n***a's that be bitin' another
n***a sh** you ain't respectin' b**h so get yo own sh**
The capital Y-A is from the Three U.N.L.V.
This some sh** that you bit from me
Toss a dog b**h to yo motherf**in' boy
I orginated that, cuz I'm the real McCoy
I say a doggin' doggin' doggin' hoe
You got it from me I'm from the Third Ward n***a and
I love to "G" you's a stupid motherf**er cuz you jockin'
My style I got to send a f**in' shout out to my boy Juvenile
You's a stupid b**h, cuz you not one of the fella's
Every thing you say you got it from Tec, Ya, Yella
[Chorus: Tec-9]
[Tec-9]
Wusup n***a, why ya wanna still my rhymes
Cuz you know f**in' well there's only one Tec-9
I'm kickin' it loud, so f** the job, I make 'em clap to this
Play yo self for a beatin' cuz I'm gettin' pissed
I say ya shakin' it washin' it dizzy
It ain't about that, you got to know how to keep
Yo pocket's fat
[Chorus: Tec-9 and Lil' Ya]
[Yella Boy]
You bitin' and you snipin' and I don't like that
Keep sweatin' my style and I'm a go get my gat
For all you rappin' a** n***a's talkin' bout the
Trues and Bauds I got my n***a Tec-9
Kickin' it and shakin' it bout them hoes
b**h stop talkin' that sh**
Cuz my boy Lil' Ya talkin' sh** about another b**h
The Eddie Eddie Bow Dance you got it from me
I'm from the Third Ward s**er's that 1-2-3
[Chorus: Yella Boy and Lil' Ya]
[Lil' Ya]
I'm takin' a b**h to the Roshambeau
Then to the Sugar Bowl, doin' a show
Makin' the whole crowd roar
Ya see my name is Lil' Ya and I'm down for my crown
I hope you know that the "U" is for Uptown
My boy Tee is the type, that love's to pull the trigger
I hope you know that the motherf**in' "N" is for n***a's
My boy Gary love to fight, he not down with k**in'
I hope you know the motherf**in' "L" is for Livin'
Tec is kickin' a kickin' kickin' it so you know he not stylin'
I hope you know that motherf**in' "V" is for Violent
My boy Moe is in the house, you know I can't forget
Hey Shaw, peep the gat and always reach yo dick
I gotta holla at some real old gee's
My n***a Baby and Slim and my motherf**in' boy Shorty
[Chorus: Yella Boy]
[Yella Boy]
As I grew up to leaches on a lurk
But a n***a heard was sh** while I was doin' them a drink
I remember the next night, I should because it was long
I got loaded of that Gin, I looked around and heard my song
A n***a be sweatin' but I got to learn to let it
I'm the one gettin' paid them s**er's still try'na get it
[Chorus x2: Lil' Ya]
{Lil' Ya}
It ain't but one U.N.L.V. n***a, so stop
Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger
It ain't but one U.N.L.V. n***a, so stop
Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger
Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style why is is everybody
Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style
[x5]