This Way Chorus: "A" Maybe We Can "B" Something You Can "C" "D.E.F"initely I Know You Want A "G" Who Can Take You "HI" Higher Than A "J" What I'm Tryna
people, rappers do (Summon the police) Woop woop woop Guns don't kill people, rappers do I'm a fucking rapper and I might kill you As a rapper I'm teachin
way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say I'm a H-town nigga from around the way Southside, ridin' dirty like I'm UGK Asshole by nature like my name
it on me, mommy, if you ain't scared, say ohh, ohh I make it bounce like my booty was a 64 I'm feelin' nice wit that Mally and that Hipno All eyez on me, Q
When I'm upset and stressed you give me back rubs When I'm depressed you give me head off in the bathtub, E I On ya P's and Q's, on ya Q's and P's You
how the J Beez workin? Jungle Brothers on the run, makin babies A Tribe Kalled Quest, first birth of the J Beez [Q-Tip] Promo No. 1, Q-Tip had a fade
cut cut! Cut, making move, making move, ahhh! Clear the rhythm A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time
'll be looking for your life my nigga I garuntee, that you will lose it (cause I'm a motherfucking fool with my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use
the mic Til the pressure from the people frantic ??? young gun professor Yes sir i'm fresher, i dont need to be a boaster, But i'm the guy thats fly
rhyme to a funky beat Expellin' MC's as if I was at Sarah J Or boys and girls at any school around the way Opponents, pupils but I'm the principal Hard
young Relax, come on, cool out, come and get some You gotta let yourself go get loose, it's Cool - dance to the music [ VERSE 2: The Fresh Prince ] Say ?J
now This song will play mo' than "Jump Around" My songs are burnin' Yea nigga now I'm learnin' I'm burstin', I'm workin' Cause baby I'm pimpin', so keep
rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) Yeah I rap and I act, God could be where I'm at Lil' momma we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) The P-I-M-P, the pockets are
the block Back on the block I'm back, on the block, on the screen I'm on the wax, I'm on the stage, I'm on the scene I'm on the case, just like an attorney
bust back till they fall And I ain't even slangin' them thangs I'm hollin' 187 If you trippin' with strange I'm really real with it Like my homey A.J
, crumble not! I'm a hustle mayan Turn the fuckin' drum into an oven vacade Hey! Wait! No - I'm - not - done So real and scary Military 'til I'm killed
bags pack her bags pack her bags left Your style is A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S Don't test, I taught you how to get your
m on skinnies, two with me Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowin' on Phillies And yeah I'm high as fuck And the Roc's the realest click nigga I'm a buy
