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Once again it's on, the Nigga you love to hate Ice Cube's in the motherfucking house Yo I wanna say what's up to the niggas from the Lench Mob J.D., T-Bone, Shorty, Del, yo Sir Jinx, Chill, Dazzie Dee, and K Dee, yo And the rest of the Mobs in the house (Yeah, herd 'em up) I wanna say what's happening to my man, Afrika Bambaataa And the mighty Zulu Nation I gotta give a shout out to the Public Enemy Y'all motherfuckers in the house And the niggas that's handelin' business, E.P.M.D. Yo I wanna say what's up to Uncle L, LL Cool J The Nigga from Exclaim I gotta say what's up to Digital Underground and humpty hump Cause he makin' more than Donald Trump, you know what I'm sayin'? I gotta say what's up to the niggas that's payin' dues, Low Profile (W.C.'s in the house) And that big ballin' ass nigga named King T Dj Pooh, and the niggas that's droppin' bombs on your ass The motherfuckin' Bomb Squad (Eric Sadler)I gotta say what's up to Big Daddy Kane And the Rhyme, the Rhyme syndicate And to the niggas that can slang them dolls, King Sun I gotta say what's happenin' to my girl Yo Yo Letras de cancionesShe's stompin' to the motherfuckin' 90s And the I.B.W.C. My man Mac, and to the Mackaframalama motherfuckers Don't laugh hos, I'm down with the afro's I wanna say what's happenin' to the trigger-happy, Motherfuckin' Geto Boys Run D.M.C. and Jam Mastery Jay Stetsasonic and one time gaffle 'em up C.M.W. I gotta say what's happenin' to my west coast homeboy Ice-Motherfuckin'-T And my man from O-town, Too Short's in the motherfuckin' house My man from the East coast, Busy Bee The Nigga from my block, King Ronny Ron, D-Dougs, and my man Stretch And you know that street knowledge is givin' the punch I gotta say what's happenin' to my manager Pay sharp and May, and you know she don't play And my nigga, the only nigga (Who's that?) Sir Jinx in the motherfuckin' house And to all the motherfuckers I forgot, Y'all ain't did shit anyway! This is dedicated to the niggas that's been down since day one Ice Cube in the motherfuckin' house Comin' at your ass with a gangsta lean Fall of 1990 style, you know what I'm sayin'? (We outta here)Five thousand G Yo, Ice Cube man. Since you went solo, What's up with the rest of the?If you need help, hang up and dial your operator. From Letras Mania