*(Cal Luv's intro)*
Yo check it out.
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace.
(Yo what up kid?)
From the... what what what team is that you play for again?
(Sshh. The Bullets man.)
Yea right right.
So tell me Rasheed you know what I'm sayin this hip hop thang an everythang
goin on tell me I mean what what's yo flavor?
(Yo check it out kid I only like real hip hop man the real shit. You know
what I'm sayin. Redman, Wu-Tang, you know what I'm sayin. I don't fool wit
the Goodie Mob's, and I especially don't fool wit them E-40's.)
Verse 1
Nigga what the fuck they hit fo?
Nigga let's shoot fins
you got all the bread nigga
put up yo Benz
nah-nah, can't do that
Why not?
Ol skool trophy
somethin I done worked too hard fo
nigga quote me
yo swole bank rolls done turned to lil ol anarxins
get ready to pay the price ??? pee-wee no catchin
Who got change fo this brand new hundred?
Staight outta welfare
when I break you niggas I'm a have enough money, to buy a bare fare
spend about a half a hundred thousand
boost up my coins
preceed to spit mo supafly
than Donald Goins
this game is so damn hemrigin
that I be delivin
these niggas don't understand my shit
but they surrendurin
simmerin, rememberin things that, done jumped off
lyrics spit on niggas than a, a bad cough
messy hoes, got my name between they teeth
juss because... I'm from the WEST not the EAST
graduated from the dope game
phat ass wallets
What's that niggas name?
Rasheed Wallace!!
You gon' have to learn to respect yo elders mayne
