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Listen the critics is talkin They got questions I got answers I'm not sick, I'm offended I got cancer They askin about the dancin, I was a kid 14 I was gettin bout $1000 a vid Dude cryin in interviews they wanna know what he mean Mad wife crossed over where the grass was green Sayin I stole from Wayne, that's the name of his team (Squad Up!) got that shit poppin on the scene Wanna know if I'm a hustler or I just sell drugs And I don't beef with faggots, I just shoot thugs Nah, I'm just pullin ya tail, Could'ntpay a nigga to front if he sang with Jay and Pharrell En Vogue flow, givin somethin they can feel Even the blind can see it's no need for brail And um, when it come to the Rock It's no singers round here, it's no need for Rell (They keep askin bout the desert storm situation Me and the A-Team still makin classics Joe, Cain, Fab, what up Clue my dude, wait till they hear that Lil Mo shit It's nothin, I got some more shit though The Riot Squad is that gang Letras de cancionesHolla at me, 917-443-4820 man It's all love) I'm not glory hog, I could'ntif I would Fab made Desert Storm good I just made Desert Storm hood They had to block, I supplied the Rock In other words I just helped solidify they spot I'm not the star of the label Just the strongest leg Which makes me the essential part of the table And though you might've seen 'em on cable Don't get it confused, Cain made this able nigga Not Paul, that's my dude I'm talkin bout raw, a lil nostril food See the deal just gave me jewls And the fame, got me walkin around with this big ass fifth I'm used to matching This don't coordinate with my fit But I can't take if off my hip Niggas won't think that I'm hip Like I don't know you sick to your stomach I'm winnin and you don't benefit from it The fuck you thought, I bag the bitch and let you hump her It's not the block, I know you used to be a pumper But this a whole different ball game Young nigga I'm not for games That glock will flame nigga The riots that gang nigga Drugs down to bang nigga G'z and Bynoe feel the same nigga Squad Up! (The fans already know what it is I'm appreciatin all the love and support I'm gettin out there man Ya'll see me on the corners, Scrambler City holla at me) Look Dear critics, I'm comfy, I'm doin well Comes to the grooves for the ladies Shit I'm feelin as smooth as LL And you can tell by my R&B features Theo negotiatin Squad Up sneakers I'm as lyrical as Nas As charamatic as Jay Got his borough on lock like Big still to this day As deep as Beans As slick talkin as Kiss One phrase to describe me I'm on my shit From Letras Mania