Memphis Bleek

Memphis Bleek - What You Think Of That lyrics

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[M.Bleek]
 That's right  Up front and personal

 [Chorus]
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets  what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks  we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga  what you think of that?
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?

 [Verse 1]
 Yo, light the treez up, my hoez, D cupped, G's up
 Memph Bleek, nigga, what?!?
 Ride shotgun in the range,
 bitches pay the price for thangz, rock ice and chains
 Yo they change under the weather, it got a little cold, too iced out
 You can hardly see the gold,
 that's the way a nigga rock now, don't stop now
 Still on the block now, shorty, hold the glock down
 Only thingz changed, the bitches I pressed,
 the way they fit in the dress
 Like ?em big in the breasts,
 shoes gotta be the shit, don't walk in kicks
 Yo you rollin wit the Memph, twitch the dutch and split
 Break the fuck out, bang, back a truck out,
 often see the rims these bitches'll bug out
 You know what though?
 I don't give a fuck though, Still in the cut, let the .44 blow

 [Chorus]
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?

 [Verse 2]
 Yo, it's all about a brick kid, gettin bent kid, slide wit a chick kid
 Where the benz kid? Creep on it, make catz sleep on it
 You know what your song lack, Bleek on it
 It's straight for stacks, where you hatin cats
 World premier type broad, I'ma make you that, stay shapin that
 Yeah, make a stack, show them niggaz where they girls be fakin that
 What you think of THAT? Where my niggaz at?
 We all around the streets where them figures at
 New Acc, put the top down, nigga, crack sold out now
 Where it's at? Ball out now, straight to the morgue, play? Yo we ball
 Y'all gon hate till I fall so I spray till I'm gone,
 gotta push the coupe and do what he do
 I ride in the truck, I'm high nigga, wha?

 [Chorus]
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats (Uh)
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that? (Uh Oh)
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that? (Uh Oh)

 [Jay-Z]
 You know niggaz stay frontin like I'm a clown or suttin
 Like I don't get down or suttin
 Like I don't toke a 4 pound of suttin
 Round here frontin like my shit don't sound like nuttin
 Like I ain't got the crown or suttin
 Like I ain't the nigga who'll baste yo life form
 I guess I ain't the reason you got that ice stolen
 Like I ain't the muthafuckin dude wit the shoes
 I guess I ain't the reason you rhyme the way you do
 Like I ain't the nigga who mastered all flows
 And the reason they can't sell them four point O's
 Like I ain't 5 mill, and what did you do though?
 Excuse me? Nigga don't confuse me
 I ain't one of you rappers who got a deal
 I'm one of the few niggaz spittin it and got it for real
 And even if you hatin, you gotta knock it in yo wheels
 And the day that I stop bein ill

 [Chorus]
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
 Where my niggaz at?
 Where my bitches at?
 I love these streets, what you think of that?
 My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
 I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
 What you think of that? What you think of that?
 I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Roc-A-Fella Records, LLC, Island Def Jam Music Group

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Coming of Age (1999)

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