| Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhh
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| Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uhh
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| Whoo! |
| Whoo! |
| Whoo! |
| Whoo!
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| I, am, back, niggaz
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| Ha ha ha ha ha. |
| uh-oh, uh-oh — whoo!
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| Ladies and gentlemen. |
| H, to the Izzo
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| I wanna thank everybody out there for they purchase
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| I surely appreciate it — whoo!
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| What you about to witness is my thoughts
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| Just my thoughts man — right or wrong
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| Just what I was feeling at the time, uhh
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| You ever felt like this, you vibe with me Walk with a nigga man — just vibe with me Yo, gather round hustlers that’s if you still livin
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| And get on down, to that ol’Jig rhythm
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| Here’s a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison
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| A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high
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| I, Young 'Vito, voice of the young people
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| Mouthpiece for hustlers I’m back motherfuckers
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| Your reign on the top was shorter than leprechauns
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| Y’all can’t fuck with Hov', what type of X y’all on?
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| I got great lawyers for cops so dress warm
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| Charges don’t stick to dude he’s teflon
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| I’m too sexy for jail like I’m Right Said Fred
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| I’m not guilty, now GIMME back my bread
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| Mr. District Attorney I’m not sure if they told you
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| I’m on TV every day, where the fuck could I go to
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| plus — Hov’don’t run, Hov’stand and fight
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| Hov’s a soldier, Hov’been fightin all his life so What could you do to me? |
| It’s not new to me Sue me; |
| fuck you — what’s a couple dollars to me?
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| But you will respect me, simple as that
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| Or I got no problem goin back
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| I’m representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat
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| Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped
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| So off we go, let the trumpets blow
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| And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
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| The ruler’s back
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| Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh
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| I, am, BACK, niggaz — whoo! |
| whoo! |
| whoo! |
| whoo!
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Turn the motherfuckin music up The ruler’s back
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| I, am, back, niggaz
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| Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah
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| Well in these times, well at least to me There’s a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound like Jay-Z
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| I’ll help you out, here’s what you do You gonna need a wide lens cause that’s a VERR’big shoe
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| And you got a couple of +Beans+ and you don’t have a +Clue+?
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| You situation is +Bleek+, I’ma keep it +Rell+ cause
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| Fuckin with me, you gotta drop +Amil+
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| Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop f’real
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| Don’t only talk it, walk like it — from the Bricks to the booth
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| I can predict the future like Cleo the psychic
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| You can’t date skee-os and wife it (uh-uh)
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| And you can’t sell me bullshit, we know the prices
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| So what your life is? |
| We gon’roll
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| 'til the wheels fall off, y’all muh’fuckers check the tires
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| Off we go, let the trumpets blow
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| And hold on, because the driver of that Bentley is a pro
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| The ruler’s back
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| Uhh, uhh
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| I, am, back, niggaz
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| Feels good! |
| Ha Pah, holla at me!
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| The ruler’s back
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| Yeah. |
| whoo!
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| Yeah. |
| yeah. |
| yeah.
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| Now bounce, c’mon, bounce
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| Uhh, whoo! |
| Whoo!
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| Bounce, c’mon, bounce
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| Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah
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| Bounce, c’mon, bounce
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| Uhh, yeah, just my thoughts ladies and gentlemen
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| Just what I’m feelin at the time, you know what I mean?
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| Knahmean? |