f/ Beanie Sigel, Freeway, Murphy Lee



[Intro - Beanie]

You know we hadda do a remix right?

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

All you Young Gunnerz!

Hey Just, this the one right here baby!

I told you dawg!



Its B Sig in the place with State P

and we got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!

Still watch what you say to B. Sig

cause I still will knock your ass the fuck out



[Verse 1 - Beanie (Freeway)]

I bring the hood when I'm travelin

Scrap backwoods unravelin

Scrap smoke good when we travelin

Forget the Mac's cause the K's fit good in the Caravan

I clap up your hood like the hammer man

Bring your gat, better bust it if you get that close

Scared to clap better strap your folks (strap...your...folks)

Who want beef with State P...

Enemies try to speak to me

Negative they don't get that close



[Verse 2 - Freeway (Beanie)]

Its Free, listen

Blow trees with Mac Mittens

(No we didn't) Yes we did!

(Switch beginnings) Smith and Wesson precision

Bring the broads down with ribbons

(Leave a mess in your crib)

Not a brave nigga?

(Fuckin with some made niggas)

Hit him with the AK nigga

(Free no you didn't)

Yes I did

Overpayed shit? Wait a minute...

When this fakin, snatch the cake up out his crib

(Then slide, uh)

I'm like the baker with your pies

(Then rise)

Set up shop and distribute where you live

It's Freeway in the place with my squad

and we got what it takes to DUMP the K

FLIP your ride!



[Chrous 1 - Beanie]

Its B Sig in the place with State P

and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!

Still watch what you say to Young Free

cause 50 shots still will turn the club out

[Chorus 2 - Freeway]

Its Freeway in the place with State P

and we got what it takes to the rock the mic right Yeah!

Still watch what you say to B Sig

cause we got what it takes to dump the D-E

[Chorus 3 - Nelly]

Its Nelly in the place with Murph Lee

and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!

You better watch what you say around herre

cause theres somethin on my waste to make the whole place break

[Chorus 4 - Murphey Lee]

Its Murph dun in the place with Nelly

and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!

You better watch what you say to my face

cause I got what it takes to shake the whole place



[Verse 3 - Murphey Lee]

Murphy Lee's eighteen entertainin 'em

Twenty-one when I'm clubbin it

Fake ID for the fuck of it

I'm just a school boy, somewhat new boy

If you can't get Nelly you'a settle for who boy?

Two toy carrier, two stashes

One truck that seats six asses

Swing through to refuse the masses

Remove glasses, blow smoke up in my ashes

I used to drive my mama stuff

Now the school boy puttin twenties on the Bomb Pop truck

I make rappers go back to the block

They be like "maybe I was better off selling rocks"

I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk

and I got enough skunk to fill the whole blunt

I take trips with chumps up in my trunk

and I take em real far to a safe place to dump



[Verse 4 - Nelly]

Down down, I'm witcha dirty go head and lay down

Finance a pay-down, heard what I said now?

See how I procede with caution

My whip crack fast all you niggas is horses

Randy Moss', I play when I wanna

Nut check, gut check, cause I say what I wanna

Around six in the six with the throwback

Sixers, number six Julius Irv'

Cris and the herb, make it hard to swirve

Throw your hands up; if you didn't bang your rim on the curb

You couldn't hit while you was makin a turn

I strike a nerve and old MC's wantin a comeback

I got repsect but it's lost and that's a fact

Like K - "Know" one here even said your name

R - You really feelin guilty bout somethin mayn

S - Sad to see you really just want just

One - more hit please please!

You the first old man who should get a rapper's pension

No we ain't system call this mic invention

Snitchin? Matter fact stay the fuck out the kitchen

Nelly cookin with too many dimensions

Mid west, and we aim about mid chest

Duked on my side, too many in my tribe

Coupe outside who the fuck want a ride?



[Chorus 3]

[Chorus 2]



[Outro - Freeway (to fade)]

All a y'all need to one yo self

Go get the burner nigga clap yo-self!

All a y'all need to one yo self

Go get the burner nigga clap yo-self!

Yeah! Its the, its the Roc nigga

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

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