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[Intro: J-Zone] Aiiyo, straight up I'm sick of watchin all y'all rappers and actors on MTV Cribs playin basketball at ya house I'm sick of watchin y'all mess up Celebrity All-Star Weekend ya non lay-up makin motherfuckers, y'all suck! I'll bust all y'all asses one on one We'll play to eleven, I'll spot ya five points And I'll still serve that ass This J-Zone talkin to you boy, come on [Verse 1: J-Zone] Now that every ball player wanna rap and every rapper wanna ball I'm talkin shit one on one, I drop a dime on 'em all Look I make records but when I get time ballin is my hobby Ball playin rap dudes, none of y'all can stop me Bow Wow's got game, but he's five foot three Nice crossover dog, try that jive on me Might need a little backup to hang with me Fuck that, two on one - call Jermaine Dupri Call Kriss Kross too, all four of y'all in You're gonna have to do more than "Jump Jump" to win Ice Cube, I love his work but on a court ain't nothin poppin When my jump shot droppin I be like {*STEADY MOBBIN*} Four, five niggaz in a mothership Cube, take it to the rappin bring the jeri curl back Letras de cancionesTimberlake is the man, for flashin Janet's tits But his hoop game is so weak, even Magic can't assist I saw Nelly playin ball but his game was sturrrr One on one you wanna ball, we can ball RIGHT THURRR Heard Latifah played in high school and she wanted state Huh, I still swat a girl shot - I don't discriminate Master P is a No Limit Soooooooldier (uhnnnnnh) But I got the Old Maid crossover ('bout it, 'bout it) Don't get it wrong I love P but I'ma take him to the lane We can even have Pen & Pixel sponsor the game Snoop Dogg wanna ball, we can do that fo shizzle Hit a jump on at his grill on Doggy Fizzle Televizzle All you stars wanna be T-Mac, y'all got one thing in common None of y'all wanna face the Zone.. [Hook] Ball players wanna rap, rappers wanna ball Make my day, I'm laughin at 'em all I'm just out to get fame so if I'm dissin ya game I'm just lookin for attention by callin ya name [J-Zone talkin] Hehe, aiiyo Kobe don't think I forgot about you dog Up there rappin with Brian McKnight and shit It's all good, 'cause I'm tryin out for the motherfuckin league And I'm gettin me a spot [Verse 2: J-Zone] Now and for all these NBA dudes, can make CD's I can get up in the NBA and make some cheese Even versus the Lakers my game don't stop You don't believe? Get me one on one with Rick Fox And when my jump shot's on Rick, come and get with me Don't try to play tough, I ain't dumb Christy Even Chris Webber don't stand a chance I cross him up, fuck up his bad knee and put him in the ambulance (see ya!) Just give me a meeting with David Stern Get my ass to this camp and these players gon' learn I can beat the Portland Blazers, believe that 'Cause when we playin I'll just ask 'em "Yo, where the weed at?" And they be like "Fuck the game, pass the joint" And I'll win by forfeit, while they keep puffin Everybody gon' trip out, and say that I'm buggin Nawh I'm just kiddin but I'm up for this challenge Celebrity All-Star 2005, hook me up and let the Zone get live Do I really got game, I don't know - come and test me But make sure it's televised so I can sell some records [Hook] Ball players wanna rap, rappers wanna ball Make my day, I'm laughin at 'em all I'm just out to get fame so if I'm dissin ya game I'm just lookin for attention by callin ya name [Outro] Yo, some of y'all probably wanna know if I really can play or if I'm just talkin shit Heh, I won't lie - I drop more bricks than Co-Op City But you know what, I still look pretty while I do it And I'll still serve half of these rappin movie dudes And I'll do it in GOLF shoes. We'll play to eleven, I'll spot ya five points And I'll still win, Celebrity All-Star 2005, J-Zone baby Game over, bitch! From Letras Mania