Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
Nas, T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
B, Chamillionaire, Slim Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you
gentleness now, which you just can't help but show, Who among them do you think would employ you? Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
to the chest and I guess you're death-ly Now I gotta treat ya like a sucka cos you're soft like butter, you punk motherfucker C-C-Coolio but you can
arrogant artists that ask in American accents by accident. B Batter babbling battlers with a bag of batteries, ban these bias blaggers because they're badly backwards B
you grunt Two nice soft things right up front The center of the earth ain't got no crime Just people bodyrockin to the L.L. rhyme If you're kinda confused
th down to 11th grades, When they see me in the magazine Upon they wall they stick the page, but You?re too Young I?ll take you moms And shacked
mens at you You can't just catch this fish Jack mackarel B-O-B boy, fast like Bruce Lee-roy Caramel sundae honey set the decoy For you soldiers seekin
cheated on before) (Spragga Benz, where're you at, wher're you at?) Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead We have to jack it up, jack it up
law, if you cheat you're a dead man so I been dead like 100 times Ask Cyndi Lauper, she'll tell you time after time Like a virgin when I hit it for the
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain
Dre I saved hip hop Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You fuck niggas keep triple ninin',