-O-J, we back at it) (Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it) Yo, they think it's all a sport Wanna talk the talk, but cain't walk the walk When it's time, you
Tradução: Little Brother. Volver A It (Remix Khrysis).
O-J, we back at it) (Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it) Yo, they think it's all a sport Wanna talk the talk, but cain't walk the walk When it's time, you
into it The next rap to show you I really been through it Every other day I'm givin the love away That's what your friend's sister or little brother say
really been through it Every other day I'm givin the love away That's what your friend's sister or little brother say If I'ma do somethin, it's the undercover
bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous (Fab): Preach, Brother preach (Rev.): Fabolous (Fab): Preach Brother preach (Rev.): Preach to 'em Brother
with Joe Budden That beef came and went, I got at him over Colors Then caught him at Def Jam and found out, it was nothing Looked back at my career, staring out at
* so *Smooth*, it should of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the weed spot. You want credit, forget it
And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little
a .. [Chorus 4x:] [Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis] Savage in the sack, baby, I'll break ya back, baby It's like that from the front to the back, baby [
dick goin' in If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it But they game is strong and they tongue
that's what they wanted To do it all, we'd be taking shorts 'Cause at that time we were given no thought To follow another; we didn't see it We're the
her over, got it from the back The pussy was sorry, so the bitch got slapped Then I took my dick out, laid it on her chest She put it in the middle,
it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all
mad at me I'm talkin' to those who got larceny [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] Larceny, meaning bein' jealous-hearted Over little or nothin', it can get started
ain't mad at cha) at cha I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha, noooo
always depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me
let it fade me, from outta the frying pan We jump into another form of slavery Even now I get discouraged Wonder if they take it all back while I still
