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Hype + Verse 1
Yo look im the best rapper not discovered
the other people raps is weak
how dey get discovered ya cant fk wit me
everybody know me im hype to tha d
Hangin with the R.O.C. we in the place to be
chillin in the back of the club popin bub
when my spinnaz keep spinnin all the
ladies show me love im here to takeover
i was oringanly suppose to replace hova
not slim thug , east coST rappers weak
they cant hang with me b hype d tha name
fk all yall lames i was sent to take ya fame
and change the game yo i can spit a verse
but if these wack as* rappers stay in the game
this s**t is gonna get worse 1 day im a make it big
im the best and this goes down to all my niggz ohhh!
Verse Two
Young Chris Of Young Gunz
We pull up in them big boy trucks
Big boy drops
We be the only young boys that the big boys watch
Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle
Protect s**t a nickel
Its death on a whistle
Lose breath when I hit you
Your best bet is to get through
fk outta the lane I'm much outta my pain
The stronger the game is quicker
Live by the code fool
Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker
Much faster, blast ya
Tearin ya
We don't discriminate
Hoes get the same as
Comin straight out the North Of Death
We give a fk about a level we extort the best
Who's the boss nigg*
Verse 3
Neff Of Young Gunz
i came to set it off
came to jump off
nigg* i came to set a 9 off
maybe a A.K. i aint here to play ,
i just want to have it my way i
dont face no fear im the rapper of the year
so repect me nigg*
Memphis Bleek + Verse 4
It's gettin hot so the shorts is on
Gotta tote the snub it's too warm for the long, nigg*
You could pass me to baby's zoo
One shot'll turn a nigg* face into baby food; BLAAH!
Get it clear, now why they lookin for Saddam
Weapons of mass destruction is here
I got a few in my hood
In case a nigg* ever get the feelin and he think that he could
Or would, pull sket on me
I could show you first hand what's a felony
And a hobby and the process of gettin money is nothing
I'm not Sosa, but the dogs is coming
This is not not, no, no, motherfking game
Entertain you motherfkers is not why I came
It's R.O.C. and M.O.P.
I wipe floors wit little for fkin wit my team
Swizz Beatz + Chours
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Memphis Bleek + Verse 5
Yo check it
s**t, I'm here now, where it's at?
I'm there now, when I walk through the club
The real have stare-downs
And I walk by, lil nigg* play the short guy
Pockets is grown, when I c*ck it, it's on
You believe that, all the chickenz be where the treez at
Car hopping girls be where the V's at
I plot to get mo, stacks and a crib
Sometimes I hear that Ele hold a gat in the crib
Can't relax in the crib
did max bids
clap s**t, ain't no acting in this
You a playa? Well nigg* who you working for?
Cuz who coachin that team that you be otin for?
When I ride by, I know you looking to spray me
But I got a ghetto bird that go half on a three-eighty
It's the game of life, you it, so play it right
girls like you, M-e-m-p-h Bleek, yeah right
Hype + Verse 6
Do that 1 , 2, Yall There go the last call
Im a ghetto nigg* hand always on my trigga
now look all these think they dat nigg*
well you know what i came for ohhh!
Swizz Beatz + Chours
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Verse 7
Young Chris Of young gunz
Yessuh! Y'all know who the next up
Hopping out them thangs wit the fresh cuts, fresh uhh! (c'mon!)
Watch right, nice bright, fin to do the rest up
This that knock, wit Swizz and the Gunnaz connect up
Big homie president, y'all can hang the rest up
Verse 8
Neff of young gunz
Yessuh, it's me, N-E double to F up
Young Gunz nigg* indeed, double your bets up
We double them tecs up, we silence the violence
nigg* you fked if you messed up
Memphis Bleek verse 9
I'm in the S-5, all black, no tint
with a nice dime - all ass, no t*ts
Still, rippin the glock (Bleek) playin the block
fkin with mine - M.E.M., gettin it hot
Hype + Verse 10
Im so rich that im sittin on the lock
me and the roc be switchin lanes in
the maybach , nigg* im hot aint fake
ya raps is fake so do the jump off then nigg* set it off
Swizz Beatz + Chours
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
Time to Set It Off nigg*
MEMPHIS BLEEK TALKING
Its the roc muth* fkas you b*tch as* b*stards