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(feat. Busta Rhymes) [Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo Kardinal! [Kardinal Offishall] Yes rudeboy? [Busta Rhymes] Talk to the people then, please! [Kardinal Offishall] Put some fire on this one [Intro: Kardinal Offishall & Busta Rhymes] Yeah yeah you know Circle Clique up in the place you know Kardinal Offishall in the place you know Busta Bust in the place you know Flipmode Squad in the place you know The whole T-Dot in the place you know New York in the place you know Get yo ass up [Kardinal Offishall] It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up magazine Letras de cancionesNow you can catch me and my niggaz in the limousine An eight-seater, rollin' ten niggaz deep With five chicks and niggaz in the back in the Jeep Cruisin' the streets, word, get down, to the beat You don't stop til them niggaz lick shots At the dance with a new dance, this is how we rock When we drop, showin' y'all that we just can't stop Yes, from the T-Dot, nigga We don't say "You know what I'm sayin'?" We say "Man, the shots sprayin'" For the niggaz in the back (Clap, clap) See me with the new rap attack, in fact It's like that, at all times when I rhyme good Rep every hood, North ??? to the wood Then back to the streets and adapt, we maintain I maim whack cats standin' at a close range Tryin' to show y'all people that it ain't a game And it's all love, if you check what I'm sayin' Now what I'm sayin' is it's on tonight My niggaz (Rock BaKardi) let me see what you like [Hook: Kardinal Offishall] My niggaz in the back show love Straight from the man up above People gettin' down in the streets Middle finger, plus a nigga makes beats Gangstas, keepin' a tool at the waist No more gun shots in the place Cause niggaz lickin' shots when the mic gets hot And my people rub a dub to the bass [Busta Rhymes] (Flipmode!) Straight up, I hit up and shoot on the block Get up and grip on the spot Whip up and pick up a Glock, I make the blood spill up Spit up and pick up a shot Drip of it stick to your socks, bitch Take a trip, controllin' the strip on your block, bitch See I ain't finished stickin' the dick in your crotch, bitch Now sit and watch, bitch Another notch, you turnin' my shit up and rock A little too eager to drop (C'mon, what!) So, let's do it a bit quicker and split up your knot A short circuit, like an electrical shock So say it to shepherd niggaz, so say it to flock (C'mon!) Before I send a bitch to go take what you got Actin' like he didn't know the bitch, then you must have forgot, bitch Rip up a nigga, stick up and kick up a nigga It could be a million dudes, go rally your clique up my nigga (C'mon!) Before we make you want to go ditch on your niggaz Switch on them niggaz, before we bring the bitch out of you niggaz [Hook: Kardinal Offishall] [Kardinal Offishall (Busta Rhymes)] Yo, yo, last letter in the episode (Let me see who to ??? from those who don't know) Put your right foot in (Now wait, step back) Repeat with the left and add the (Clap, clap) How we move makin', too much at stake in The rap game these days, we got (Itchy man) trigger finger look A little itchy man, while I stay Ichiban Tryin' to get money man Y'all stay funny man, I'm a lesbian Only like women, dun'know that's the master plan Stan, why you tryin' to look like me? (You best stay home chillin' out with your wifey) This thing here's for the strong at heart, and the strong of the mind We need warriors, not your kind Trust me dude (Don't mean to be rude But I'll eat the food) Kardinal stamped it, double octave Rappin' like a bull on the mic, never dropped it If it ain't Timbs, then I'm rockin' some Nikes Party people tell me what you like please [Hook x2: Kardinal Offishall] From Letras Mania