-O-J, we back at it) (Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it) Yo, they think it's all a sport Wanna talk the talk, but cain't walk the walk When it's time, you
Vertaling: Little Brother. Back At It (Khrysis Remix).
O-J, we back at it) (Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it) Yo, they think it's all a sport Wanna talk the talk, but cain't walk the walk When it's time, you
mind? Umm, well, of course not I'll just take it for a little spin And maybe show it off to a couple of friends I'll just cruise it around the neighborhood
shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
comin to put it down so what now? It's the Bad Boy, pull up and break the clutch down in the five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed Can you enterprise
a dream, we pursued it 'Member that conversation, all or nothin' before we lose it? The soft words like music Came at a time I needed soothin', soul, body and mind At
Lick shots in the air, bustin' at random While you make it clap clap clap clap clap (You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang) While you make it
at you i patted you on your back for ur getdees but the extraa ordinary mood swings i don' need it's thug you want, it's a thug life you won't get cus
the year 1982 a music was created. It was given the title: Gangsta Rap It had no positive messages, no redeeming value, hated and feared By the establishment, it
hons man tourin' ain't what it's all cranked up to be man It's a little different than you think man Yo so what is it really like baby} It's eight a.
I ain't no Marvel Comic But when it comes to game I'm atomic At droppin' it straight point blank and untwisted No imagination needed, cause I lived it
blame it on, me? Try the media Try the P.D. Try your TV Try your quest for wealth Anybody but yourself But once the bullets start flyin People start dyin It
brothers out there sellin' out man Why they goin' out like that man? Yo, sellin' out like it ain't nothin' man I ain't with it Dig it, I'm just a brother
checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They'
don't realize that you know Rock n' Roll is truly black music, it was created by Chuck Berry, Little Richard, an' black people like that Who started it off back
share with your peoples and tell your little niece My khakis every crease with the rubber in my pocket Ride it, divide it, and please don't knock it 'til you tried it A brother
my friends haud My enemies beleza, choking on anestezija Throw my signs high, reconize world wide, world wide I'm in it to get whatever it cost me, it
