(feat. W.C.)



[Intro]

Yeah

Number five y'all

I'm almost a veteran, heh

Don't think I've ever seen you so good lookin'



Since 1995, I've been flowin' on tracks like this

Got a lot of gold and platinum plaques like this

But I had it up to here, so I'm R&B, bangin' on wax like this

In case you forgot, five times on the streets, I been keepin' it hot

Got your shorty on the block singin' da-da-da-da

And I coulda held back, but will I do that?

Probably not



See I represent Cali and it be's like that

And I'll probably get sampled cuz the track's so phat

The music in the street's gotten out of control

You can't keep a deal unless you're platinum or gold

That's all I can stands, I can't stands no more

Mr. Nice Guy come to even the score

And I'm not holdin' my tongue

Girl you know my name and you know where I'm from



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All y'all fakers, Def Jam haters

R&B, South Central, Westside players

To all my homies that's sittin' on dubs

With your girl in your ride, turn this on up



All y'all fakers, Def Jam haters

R&B, South Central, Westside players

To all my homies on blades and dubs

With your girl in your ride, turn it up, turn it up



The year's 2001, I'm still flowin' on tracks like this

Got a few more gold and platinum plaques like this

I've had it up to here, so I'm R&B, bangin' on wax to this

In case you forgot, the word on the street is I'm keepin' it hot

Everybody on your block singin' da-da-da-da

But I still can't believe after five LP's they could sleep on me



But singers with no skills, singers with no shoes

Singers in bathtubs, is that how you pay due?

The music in the street's gotten out of control

Sell some records then you're out the back door

It's all I can stands, I can't stands no more

Mr. Nice Guy come to even the score

My man Focus blaze the track

And I wrote it, I sang it, I live it, believe dat



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[W.C.]

What's crackalatin? (Ladies, Southside bobbin bobberlers)

Cristal, Dom P, and Hennessy gobblers

It's the ruggedest, thuggist hoppin out the six hundred

Holdin ya ears ransom bangin Montell's Anthem, nia

Back fo' mo', wit anotha platinum fo' sho'

Y'all just video ballin, we've been stackin doe -

Packin dance floors gettin busy

The originals, Montell and Dub-C

from tha home of the sticky-icky



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