作词 : Stevens, Thomas Yo, check it out Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace Yo what up kid? From the what, what, what team is that you play for again? The Bullets man, yea right, right So tell me Rasheed, you know what I'm sayin' This hip hop thang an everythang goin' on Tell me, I mean, what, what, what's yo flavor? Yo, check it out kid, I only like real hip hop man, the real *******t You know what I'm sayin', Redman, Wu TangYou know what I'm sayin', I don't fool wit the Goodie Mob's And I especially don't fool wit them E-40's******* what the ******* they good fo? ******* let's shoot fins You got all the bread *******, put up yo BenzNah nah, can't do that, why not? Ol' skool trophy Somethin' I done worked too hard fo ******* quote me Yo swole bank rolls done turned to li'l ol anarxins Get ready to pay the price[Incomprehensible] pee wee no catchin' Who got change fo this brand new hundred? Straight outta welfare when I break you *******s I'm a have enough money to buy a bare fare Spend about a half a hundred thousand, boost up my coins Preceed to spit mo supafly than Donald Goins This game is so damn hemrigin that I be deliverin' These *******s don't understand my *******t but they surrendurin' Simmerin', rememberin' things that done jumped off Lyrics spit on *******s than a, a bad cough Messy hoes got my name between they teeth Just because I'm from the west not the east Graduated from the ****** game, phat ass wallets What's that ******* name? Rasheed Wallace You gon' have to learn to respect yo elders mayne I'm twomp bait ******* ain't no need for you to record hate Mind ya own or ya own gon remind you, ******* The Click will biatch Record Hatin' *******, suave game and snitches Learn about it *******, we should cease you from existance That's right, *******s like that shouldn't be livin', mutha *******a Ya Record Hatin' *******, trademark There's no way you could get wit this, stick to basketball ******* We should cease you from existance *******s like that shouldn't be livin', biatch Got another mutha*******a on my *******t list I'm a cut off his ******* list, I mean my hit list My rest in piss list, dude that be hangin' around NasYou know, gay baby ******* said some negative *******t about me up In a magazine called ' After watchin' New York Undercover' While I was, takin' a *******t Kool Keith Was on the front cover that's when IThat's when I spotted him That ******* AZ tried to say that I don't deserve a platinum plaque ******* I was sellin' tapes out the trunk of my car When you was runnin' round drinkin' SimalacAll up in yo fake ass videos Champagne an coffin full of skrill ******* know damn well yo punk ass ain't got had no mills I'm payin' full ******* an I'll have yo head where ever you at I'm straight fool ******* seem like someone shoulda been an told ya That bring the yellow tape *******, jungle full of asphalt Don't make no sense to talk that talk if a ******* ain't gon' walk that walk Zip up yo lip befo' yo lip zip you up Biatch, biatch, I gives a *******, biatch It's major pain, ******* don't know a damn thang about me You mutha *******as don't know nuttin 'bout no E-40 hoeMonkey mouthed biatch, biatch Record Hatin' *******, suave game and snitches Learn about it *******, we should cease you from existance That's right, *******s like that shouldn't be livin' Shouldn't be livin' Ya Record Hatin' *******, Record Hatin' ******* There's no way you could get wit this Uh, we should cease you from existance V-Town *******, *******s like that shouldn't be livin', e'ry time When I first started off *******s had me ******, mutha*******as was blind In '******* that ol' ' Mr. Flamboyant' *******t was way ahead of his time Had everyone an they great grandmas off that Carlos Rossi wine Was in a major label an business that uh didn't want us to *******ne It was me an my potna from Suave House Records, Tony DraperE-40, an The Click, 8- Ball an MJ G gettin' that independent paper All about my ruh uh rap, uh should I *******neBeat a mutha*******a uh duh down, e'ry time40 get yo marbles man, get yo change Take a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes That's what I was taught to do by my big homie thou You can always be a ******* but a ******* ain't rich' Til he can't count his money no mo' Over night sensation, never me All you "Record Haters" got Ph.IVMy *******s 3 X Krazy laced me taught me how to say ' Fa sheezy' Told me that them AZ mutha*******as don't believe phat means greasy We can shoot it out, or we can fight You an Rasheeda wanna squash the funk? Shoot me some peace ******* Record Hatin' *******, Record hatin' ******* Suave game and snitches, suave game and snitches We should cease you from existance, that's rich *******s like that shouldn't be livin', suck else Ya Record Hatin' *******, lil ol, biatch There's no way you could get wit this, that's right We should cease you from existance, learn about it *******s like that shouldn't be livin', that's right
作词 : Stevens, Thomas Yo, check it out Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace Yo what up kid? From the what, what, what team is that you play for again? The Bullets man, yea right, right So tell me Rasheed, you know what I'm sayin' This hip hop thang an everythang goin' on Tell me, I mean, what, what, what's yo flavor? Yo, check it out kid, I only like real hip hop man, the real *******t You know what I'm sayin', Redman, Wu TangYou know what I'm sayin', I don't fool wit the Goodie Mob's And I especially don't fool wit them E-40's******* what the ******* they good fo? ******* let's shoot fins You got all the bread *******, put up yo BenzNah nah, can't do that, why not? Ol' skool trophy Somethin' I done worked too hard fo ******* quote me Yo swole bank rolls done turned to li'l ol anarxins Get ready to pay the price[Incomprehensible] pee wee no catchin' Who got change fo this brand new hundred? Straight outta welfare when I break you *******s I'm a have enough money to buy a bare fare Spend about a half a hundred thousand, boost up my coins Preceed to spit mo supafly than Donald Goins This game is so damn hemrigin that I be deliverin' These *******s don't understand my *******t but they surrendurin' Simmerin', rememberin' things that done jumped off Lyrics spit on *******s than a, a bad cough Messy hoes got my name between they teeth Just because I'm from the west not the east Graduated from the ****** game, phat ass wallets What's that ******* name? Rasheed Wallace You gon' have to learn to respect yo elders mayne I'm twomp bait ******* ain't no need for you to record hate Mind ya own or ya own gon remind you, ******* The Click will biatch Record Hatin' *******, suave game and snitches Learn about it *******, we should cease you from existance That's right, *******s like that shouldn't be livin', mutha *******a Ya Record Hatin' *******, trademark There's no way you could get wit this, stick to basketball ******* We should cease you from existance *******s like that shouldn't be livin', biatch Got another mutha*******a on my *******t list I'm a cut off his ******* list, I mean my hit list My rest in piss list, dude that be hangin' around NasYou know, gay baby ******* said some negative *******t about me up In a magazine called ' After watchin' New York Undercover' While I was, takin' a *******t Kool Keith Was on the front cover that's when IThat's when I spotted him That ******* AZ tried to say that I don't deserve a platinum plaque ******* I was sellin' tapes out the trunk of my car When you was runnin' round drinkin' SimalacAll up in yo fake ass videos Champagne an coffin full of skrill ******* know damn well yo punk ass ain't got had no mills I'm payin' full ******* an I'll have yo head where ever you at I'm straight fool ******* seem like someone shoulda been an told ya That bring the yellow tape *******, jungle full of asphalt Don't make no sense to talk that talk if a ******* ain't gon' walk that walk Zip up yo lip befo' yo lip zip you up Biatch, biatch, I gives a *******, biatch It's major pain, ******* don't know a damn thang about me You mutha *******as don't know nuttin 'bout no E-40 hoeMonkey mouthed biatch, biatch Record Hatin' *******, suave game and snitches Learn about it *******, we should cease you from existance That's right, *******s like that shouldn't be livin' Shouldn't be livin' Ya Record Hatin' *******, Record Hatin' ******* There's no way you could get wit this Uh, we should cease you from existance V-Town *******, *******s like that shouldn't be livin', e'ry time When I first started off *******s had me ******, mutha*******as was blind In '******* that ol' ' Mr. Flamboyant' *******t was way ahead of his time Had everyone an they great grandmas off that Carlos Rossi wine Was in a major label an business that uh didn't want us to *******ne It was me an my potna from Suave House Records, Tony DraperE-40, an The Click, 8- Ball an MJ G gettin' that independent paper All about my ruh uh rap, uh should I *******neBeat a mutha*******a uh duh down, e'ry time40 get yo marbles man, get yo change Take a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes That's what I was taught to do by my big homie thou You can always be a ******* but a ******* ain't rich' Til he can't count his money no mo' Over night sensation, never me All you "Record Haters" got Ph.IVMy *******s 3 X Krazy laced me taught me how to say ' Fa sheezy' Told me that them AZ mutha*******as don't believe phat means greasy We can shoot it out, or we can fight You an Rasheeda wanna squash the funk? Shoot me some peace ******* Record Hatin' *******, Record hatin' ******* Suave game and snitches, suave game and snitches We should cease you from existance, that's rich *******s like that shouldn't be livin', suck else Ya Record Hatin' *******, lil ol, biatch There's no way you could get wit this, that's right We should cease you from existance, learn about it *******s like that shouldn't be livin', that's right
