ch ch, ch ch, uh, uh, ch ch uh

Just Blaze, Free, jeah, uh

IT'S THE YEAR 2003! and we facin off

And we got what it takes to ball

If you got what it takes for DE-fense when you leave the bench

Bring your ball, game, sneaks, and all

GET LOST! if you ain't come to win

Don't got what it takes to play

It's NBA and we break the rim

Post up and shoot the J

Get the rebound, do it again

HE SCORES! that's two more points

Add it to the scoreboard, wave to the crowd

Actin all wild, didn't see my coach

Took it overboard, got a flagrant foul

OUCH! that hurt a little

But I got what it takes to win

Crossover then I work the middle (right)

Take mine, shoot from the line (uh)

Climbed up, scored again

They go LIVE!





yo they call me EA Bleek cuz I'm in the game

I play zone D, nobody don't drive the lane

Can't knock when I'm hot, stop pull up J or

Cross 'em over to the paint all day or

Thread the needle like Magic in his prime

Trust you gotta foul me, send me to the line

Cuz it's free throws (yup) and I'm good with those

Off the glass to Free, he good with those

And your squad can't 'bound, gettin housed around

Coach you gotta sub 'em, sit a couple of 'em down

But me, I'm gonna do it til it finish (what)

I ball all four quarters, all forty-eight minutes

Me? MVP, they envy Bleek

Got the squad gettin hot live (*echo*)

We East champs dog get it right

Trust you wanna play? bring the ball, we get nice

Let's go