Y'all ain't see us comin through Vegas
You ever seen so much cham' bust in one night
Grand fukked up one fight
I was on the Peter Pan bus
You was puttin Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fukkin with whom?
Allow me to retort
You cowards is just now learnin the shyt that we taught
You nikkaz ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You nikkaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this bytch!
You can't disrespect us cause you got a little check cut
You was suckin for so long, fukkin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little bytches
You think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath in you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the right to be king
nikkaz that got life really like what I sing
Cause they know what it's really like, nikkaz feel my pain
Know the shyt I DON'T write be the illest shyt that's ever been recited
in the game word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH, Hoffa
The past present nikka the future, proper
The holy trinity of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's where it stops
It's the Roc
You ever seen so much cham' bust in one night
Grand fukked up one fight
I was on the Peter Pan bus
You was puttin Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fukkin with whom?
Allow me to retort
You cowards is just now learnin the shyt that we taught
You nikkaz ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You nikkaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this bytch!
You can't disrespect us cause you got a little check cut
You was suckin for so long, fukkin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little bytches
You think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath in you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the right to be king
nikkaz that got life really like what I sing
Cause they know what it's really like, nikkaz feel my pain
Know the shyt I DON'T write be the illest shyt that's ever been recited
in the game word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH, Hoffa
The past present nikka the future, proper
The holy trinity of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's where it stops
It's the Roc
...maybe if he said it now MAYBE,but bmw is bmw
