[Murphy Lee]

(Wat da hook gon be)



[Murphy Lee:]

hahahaha u know!...yo yo yo yo,

u neva met a nigga like me yo yo yo,

have u eva seen another man who b doin what i do. ahuh yo!whooo



[Verse 1]

[Murphy Lee:]

Now what goes up must come down,

but we aint commin down,

it be the same ole clowns,

evey style pretendin they proud

but when u leave town they go round'

runnin they mouth, (mayyyne),

they somthin like a hatta man,

talkin bad about a playa as

if im not gon' c ya lata man,

u constintly frontin until u confronted on,

if u dont like whats gowinz' on

go on to another song,

cuz i keep a hata guilty,

my cars and my money, or a nitemare both come filthy,

we skinny and nippie,

with fuel on full c

i be in my cago bulls,

obey no rules to school

u fools, school boy earned

what we yung do new, ST. luis like blues

D.Miles and Larry Hughes and the yung dude done paid yung dudes dues dued.



[Chorus]

[JD:] but Yo! Wat da hook gon be?

[Nelly:] uh ohhh!

[Murphy Lee:]

C i dont need no fuckin hook on the beat,

all i need is the track in the bac round' my head phones loud keep

the drink goin round'and imma rip it



[JD:] yo yo YO! Wat da hook gon be?

[Nelly:] uh ohh

[Murphy Lee:]

See I don't need no fucking hook on this beat,

All I need, is the track in the background,

My headphones loud, keep the blunt goin 'round and I'ma rip



[Verse 2]

[Murphy Lee:]

The sun'll come out tomorrow,

and I will never have to borrow,

got my 1st car, when i turned 16,

only drove at home, outta town limozines,

plus we was broke wit a deal,

but nobody could tell so we did -acapo