Now let's start the show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you ride fo', we for some mo' Get back to the show show, you
Uh, uh Ladies and the C-O-double-M-O-N Synonym for fresh, truth is the Hardcore I was next door to Clem and them Cold as the winter fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a since P was No Limit-in a sayin, no gimmick and no mimickin Q down old blocks are bendin in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and Pelican brief niggaz on who I be Before the and the fame niggaz knew Rashid Noble like Dru Ali - many come but few been chose to be a true MC You sing wit it, inside you knowin it's wack who? I don't need a openin act
Now start the show show Step out of the cold We come the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The and the Stones Stones Whoever you fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show, you know
Let, let, go a festival in hip-hop, we do it non-stop Pop your bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in Choppin for my homies, fuck a motto And Farragamo shoes dudes the model Think fast, drive slow, survival is the Your live show is hollow, kept it local Rappin over vocals, soundin as JoJo With twelve monkeys on stage hard to see who's a gorilla You was better as a dealer Feel the of this B-boy ration-al Half of it is you say, and half is style Guess time for you to stop cashin now It's over folks, tell your guys to put the glasses Masters now, verses touch the youth like a priest keep me stackin the sheets
Now let's the show show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The and the Stones Stones Whoever you ride fo', we back for mo' Get back to the show show, you