Uhh, yeah, L.G., Easy Mo Bee

Brother to brother, put the Y2K on ya, check it



It's now or never, whatever, to stake my claim

Shake my pain, dodgin all these fakes in the game

Hate is to blame, bakin those with cake in the dame

Easy Mo the same, no competition, out the frame

This is more gold and platinum than them chains n thangs

L.G. and Mo is attackin 'em, the game's in vain

That bitch roll of you smackin 'em was just insane (sucker ass)

You got snitch niggaz that run back, and crush your name

You hustle a lot, just like a rat, from the parkin lot

Bust a shot - you kickin raps? Naw stop

What you don't want me to gave I already got

Property acres the lab the Ac' plus the queen spot

Once you see me drop this 100, miles and running

Blow me out the spot, not, but quite cunning

You're dumb and, young and restless, I'm makin you wait

I was givin you time to get the last one straight

Most of ya over, while I celebrate, like Sammy Sosa

Toast with Griff the Nation, soul survivor 'til it's over

I'm Hot like 97, the year's ninety-nine

Return like Makaveli but still hard to find

It's a conquest, so hard, but yet they still try

to defeat this black brother comin out of Bed-Stuy

I rebuke you like a devil, my head to the sky

That's cute, but not forever, don't ask why



[Chorus - repeat 2X]

It's now or never - if you down, whatever

If not, stash your frown, pass ground forever

Mo Bee pound for pound, the sound is better

Mo beats in class clowns, no time for ghetto



It's now or never



[machine]

Hello, hello?

"It's Mo Bee Easy, right now I'm out trickin big dirty."



"Mo Bee, this is Lil' Shawn - give me a call."

Pick up the phon