(feat. Butta Verses)
[x4:] {You got it}
{I know you got.}
[Posdnuos:]
The right to remain silent
Anything you say can be used
Chopped up, stretched and fused, with other shit to get
The desired effect to win, let us begin
[x4:] {You got it}
{I know you got.}
[Dove:]
Yeahs my mellow, we glow like snow yellow
Byprints anticipate, smiley face prints in it
{You got) The nerve to spit flows, eyes closed
You're out of your lane, I'm runnin with my windows tinted
{You got) A closed mind with locks on the gate
{You got) A bag of life filled with dead weight
{You got) Your priorities mixed up, we fixed up
Bobbity throwings burn MC's date
[x4:] {You got it}
{I know you got.}
[Butta Verses]
Toucan Sam, what you spittin isn't written
Like last month's baby clothes, it ain't fittin
{You got) To upgrade to the top fades
Bringin big body ink sticks, bottom of the page
{You got) To step in a little hotter these days
{You got) Swampfoot, I heard it started in the 'Glades
{You got) Two of the best and one of the newest
Who stay mile high with a stewardess doin it
{You got it) [Pos] You know I got it
{I know you got.}
[Posdnuos:]
A degree in braggin, an art to bag
Any lady to get her back to the room
{You got) A wife at home with a knife that long cuts
For cuttin up I'm in the emergency room
{You got) Styles in place, Long Island bass
{You got) A major tour all over the place
{You got) The knack to keep those who lack
Out of the mainframe of the game, you know what they say
[x4]{You got it}
{I know you got.}
[Verses: Butta]
TROUBLE! Take that chance to make double
Can't knock the hustle but scoped you like the Hubble
{You got) Pulled over on I-95
Flashlights right in your eyes, step outside
{You got) Weed in your tray and coke in your' trunk{You got) Nowhere to run he opened it up
{You got) A lot of regret, caught can't jet
Got a five year sentence, ain't finished two yet
[Dove:]
{You got) Time money and work, to do it everytime
I'm workin money here since I'm give in no time
{You got) Crime niggaz who designin my commitments
See I honor this my niggaz I committed no crime
{You got) Good credit and plans for next year{You got) Drunk once on the Grey Goose and beer
{You got) Dry flows that got you sippin on these daquiris
I'm sayin what exactly your ears wanna hear
{You got it) [Pos] I know you got it
{I know you got.}
[Posdnuos:]
The aches and pains for cravin for some De La Soul shit
To whip yo' ass back into shape
{You got) To hold tight, the album soon come
For now, take a bite from out of this mixtape
{You got) To cop this so pay the fee
{You got) Soul cause you're listenin to the 3 MC's
Rock the Kangol and Kwelis
But don't break this break [scratch:] break, down

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS