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memphis bleek - 1, 2, y'all lyrics

[hype + verse 1]
yo look im the best rapper not discovered
the other people raps is weak
how dey get discovered ya cant f–k 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
f–k all yall lames i was sent to take ya fame
and change the game yo i can spit a verse
but if these wack -ss rappers stay in the game
this sh-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 sh-t a nickel
its death on a whistle
lose breath when i hit you
your best bet is to get through
f–k 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 n-gg-z
we don’t discriminate
hoes get the same as n-gg-z
comin straight out the north of death
we give a f–k about a level we extort the best
who’s the boss n-gg-

[verse 3]
[neff of young gunz]
i came to set it off
came to jump off
n-gg- 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 n-gg-

[memphis bleek + verse 4]
it’s gettin hot so the shorts is on
gotta tote the snub it’s too warm for the long, n-gg-
you could p-ss me to baby’s zoo
one shot’ll turn a n-gg- face into baby food; blaah!
get it clear, now why they lookin for saddam
weapons of m-ss destruction is here
i got a few in my hood
in case a n-gg- 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, motherf–king game
entertain you motherf–kers is not why i came
it’s r.o.c. and m.o.p.
i wipe floors wit little n-gg-s for f–kin wit my team

[swizz beatz + chours]
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-

[memphis bleek + verse 5]
yo check it
sh-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 n-gg- 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 b-tches 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
n-gg-z did max bids
n-gg-z clap sh-t, ain’t no acting in this
you a playa? well n-gg- who you working for?
’cause 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
b-tches 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 n-gg- hand always on my trigga
now look all these n-gg-z think they dat n-gg-
well you know what i came for ohhh!

[swizz beatz + chours]
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-

[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 n-gg- indeed, double your bets up
we double them tecs up, we silence the violence
n-gg- you f–ked if you messed up

[memphis bleek verse 9]
i’m in the s-5, all black, no tint
with a nice dime – all -ss, no t-ts
still, rippin the glock (bleek) playin the block
f–kin 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, n-gg- im hot aint fake
ya raps is fake so do the jump off then n-gg- set it off

[[swizz beatz + chours]
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-
time to set it off n-gg-

[memphis bleek talking]
its the roc m-th- f–kas you b-tch -ss b-st-rds

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