That's. That. Shit.
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I've been runnin' this shit since I was a foetus
We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
The Tambo turns me into rap Rambo
And has all the fans saying "Yo, this is my jam, bro"
Live shit for you and your mans to burn up the dance floor
And we're staying certified like we're sitting exams for
Now get out your camcorders, I'm damn sure that you're mad for us
'Cause we kill tracks, murder on manslaughter
And I'm throwing punchlines until my hand's sore
Make her wanna fuck, so I cut it like handsaws
And leave her eggs scrambled before I ride like cimbos
From Istanbul in my sandals, it's me and my Dan boys
Runnin' the house, yeah, we're the hip-hop landlords
The shit that they jam for, Sensible J and Dutch on production
Thank them muchly 'cause Parliament they could've ran for
But instead they, they bring the heat like a fan forced oven
You love it, probably sell your right hand for it
It's bringing the bounce like a trampoline
Got you leaning out the window of your four-door RAV4
Just bumping my mad raw
Shit's dope, man, what you mad for?
What you mad for?
'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
And, and, and when you touch mics, us guys dismiss it
We rip shit like Bernie DVD disc and
Write beats like Seabiscuit, gotta dismiss this
'Cause the humidity's up when we kick shit
I rap mafia like three 6's
You'll sleep where the fish is if he wishes
Ain't no cheap tricks here, ain't no three wishes
If you wanna grind then you need our permission
If you wanna hand, then better tell someone who gives a fuck
'Cause we don't give two or three shitses
I, I mean business, I leave you in stitches
I leave you in the hospital with practitioner and a prescription
For more drugs than you ever had in your system
And just listen, 'cause this that
Hardest shit that you ever have heard
Word, word, word to your mother, word to your mother
'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
I've been runnin' this shit since I was a foetus
We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
And some of you might say that this shit here's genius
And I'm not sayin' that we agree, but we don't disagree either
I keep rollin' around with my crew, it's that HOB shit
Sensible J and Dutch keep droppin' this here heat shit
Spell it: R-E-M-I, yeah, he keeps on bein' sick
HOB
We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
The Tambo turns me into rap Rambo
And has all the fans saying "Yo, this is my jam, bro"
Live shit for you and your mans to burn up the dance floor
And we're staying certified like we're sitting exams for
Now get out your camcorders, I'm damn sure that you're mad for us
'Cause we kill tracks, murder on manslaughter
And I'm throwing punchlines until my hand's sore
Make her wanna fuck, so I cut it like handsaws
And leave her eggs scrambled before I ride like cimbos
From Istanbul in my sandals, it's me and my Dan boys
Runnin' the house, yeah, we're the hip-hop landlords
The shit that they jam for, Sensible J and Dutch on production
Thank them muchly 'cause Parliament they could've ran for
But instead they, they bring the heat like a fan forced oven
You love it, probably sell your right hand for it
It's bringing the bounce like a trampoline
Got you leaning out the window of your four-door RAV4
Just bumping my mad raw
Shit's dope, man, what you mad for?
What you mad for?
'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
And, and, and when you touch mics, us guys dismiss it
We rip shit like Bernie DVD disc and
Write beats like Seabiscuit, gotta dismiss this
'Cause the humidity's up when we kick shit
I rap mafia like three 6's
You'll sleep where the fish is if he wishes
Ain't no cheap tricks here, ain't no three wishes
If you wanna grind then you need our permission
If you wanna hand, then better tell someone who gives a fuck
'Cause we don't give two or three shitses
I, I mean business, I leave you in stitches
I leave you in the hospital with practitioner and a prescription
For more drugs than you ever had in your system
And just listen, 'cause this that
Hardest shit that you ever have heard
Word, word, word to your mother, word to your mother
'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
I've been runnin' this shit since I was a foetus
We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
And some of you might say that this shit here's genius
And I'm not sayin' that we agree, but we don't disagree either
I keep rollin' around with my crew, it's that HOB shit
Sensible J and Dutch keep droppin' this here heat shit
Spell it: R-E-M-I, yeah, he keeps on bein' sick
HOB
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.99] I've been runnin' this shit since I was a foetus
[00:08.81] We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
[00:13.13] The Tambo turns me into rap Rambo
[00:15.17] And has all the fans saying "Yo, this is my jam, bro"
[00:17.55] Live shit for you and your mans to burn up the dance floor
[00:20.02] And we're staying certified like we're sitting exams for
[00:22.42] Now get out your camcorders, I'm damn sure that you're mad for us
[00:25.48] 'Cause we kill tracks, murder on manslaughter
[00:27.59] And I'm throwing punchlines until my hand's sore
[00:29.90] Make her wanna fuck, so I cut it like handsaws
[00:32.24] And leave her eggs scrambled before I ride like cimbos
[00:35.36] From Istanbul in my sandals, it's me and my Dan boys
[00:38.56] Runnin' the house, yeah, we're the hip-hop landlords
[00:40.89] The shit that they jam for, Sensible J and Dutch on production
[00:44.32] Thank them muchly 'cause Parliament they could've ran for
[00:47.08] But instead they, they bring the heat like a fan forced oven
[00:50.08] You love it, probably sell your right hand for it
[00:51.86] It's bringing the bounce like a trampoline
[00:54.13] Got you leaning out the window of your four-door RAV4
[00:56.73] Just bumping my mad raw
[00:58.34] Shit's dope, man, what you mad for?
[01:00.97] What you mad for?
[01:02.05] 'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:04.89] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:07.28] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
[01:10.73] And, and, and when you touch mics, us guys dismiss it
[01:13.86] We rip shit like Bernie DVD disc and
[01:16.30] Write beats like Seabiscuit, gotta dismiss this
[01:19.07] 'Cause the humidity's up when we kick shit
[01:21.38] I rap mafia like three 6's
[01:23.51] You'll sleep where the fish is if he wishes
[01:26.07] Ain't no cheap tricks here, ain't no three wishes
[01:28.70] If you wanna grind then you need our permission
[01:31.15] If you wanna hand, then better tell someone who gives a fuck
[01:34.04] 'Cause we don't give two or three shitses
[01:35.85] I, I mean business, I leave you in stitches
[01:38.27] I leave you in the hospital with practitioner and a prescription
[01:42.27] For more drugs than you ever had in your system
[01:44.64] And just listen, 'cause this that
[01:46.17] Hardest shit that you ever have heard
[01:48.57] Word, word, word to your mother, word to your mother
[01:51.18] 'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:53.73] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:56.23] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
[02:01.28] I've been runnin' this shit since I was a foetus
[02:06.16] We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
[02:10.72] And some of you might say that this shit here's genius
[02:15.07] And I'm not sayin' that we agree, but we don't disagree either
[02:20.32] I keep rollin' around with my crew, it's that HOB shit
[02:25.46] Sensible J and Dutch keep droppin' this here heat shit
[02:29.40] Spell it: R-E-M-I, yeah, he keeps on bein' sick
[02:33.87] HOB
[02:36.43]
[00:08.81] We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
[00:13.13] The Tambo turns me into rap Rambo
[00:15.17] And has all the fans saying "Yo, this is my jam, bro"
[00:17.55] Live shit for you and your mans to burn up the dance floor
[00:20.02] And we're staying certified like we're sitting exams for
[00:22.42] Now get out your camcorders, I'm damn sure that you're mad for us
[00:25.48] 'Cause we kill tracks, murder on manslaughter
[00:27.59] And I'm throwing punchlines until my hand's sore
[00:29.90] Make her wanna fuck, so I cut it like handsaws
[00:32.24] And leave her eggs scrambled before I ride like cimbos
[00:35.36] From Istanbul in my sandals, it's me and my Dan boys
[00:38.56] Runnin' the house, yeah, we're the hip-hop landlords
[00:40.89] The shit that they jam for, Sensible J and Dutch on production
[00:44.32] Thank them muchly 'cause Parliament they could've ran for
[00:47.08] But instead they, they bring the heat like a fan forced oven
[00:50.08] You love it, probably sell your right hand for it
[00:51.86] It's bringing the bounce like a trampoline
[00:54.13] Got you leaning out the window of your four-door RAV4
[00:56.73] Just bumping my mad raw
[00:58.34] Shit's dope, man, what you mad for?
[01:00.97] What you mad for?
[01:02.05] 'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:04.89] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:07.28] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
[01:10.73] And, and, and when you touch mics, us guys dismiss it
[01:13.86] We rip shit like Bernie DVD disc and
[01:16.30] Write beats like Seabiscuit, gotta dismiss this
[01:19.07] 'Cause the humidity's up when we kick shit
[01:21.38] I rap mafia like three 6's
[01:23.51] You'll sleep where the fish is if he wishes
[01:26.07] Ain't no cheap tricks here, ain't no three wishes
[01:28.70] If you wanna grind then you need our permission
[01:31.15] If you wanna hand, then better tell someone who gives a fuck
[01:34.04] 'Cause we don't give two or three shitses
[01:35.85] I, I mean business, I leave you in stitches
[01:38.27] I leave you in the hospital with practitioner and a prescription
[01:42.27] For more drugs than you ever had in your system
[01:44.64] And just listen, 'cause this that
[01:46.17] Hardest shit that you ever have heard
[01:48.57] Word, word, word to your mother, word to your mother
[01:51.18] 'Cause this that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:53.73] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah
[01:56.23] This that, that shit that you're lovin', yeah, yeah
[02:01.28] I've been runnin' this shit since I was a foetus
[02:06.16] We keep runnin' this shit, how you gon' defeat us?
[02:10.72] And some of you might say that this shit here's genius
[02:15.07] And I'm not sayin' that we agree, but we don't disagree either
[02:20.32] I keep rollin' around with my crew, it's that HOB shit
[02:25.46] Sensible J and Dutch keep droppin' this here heat shit
[02:29.40] Spell it: R-E-M-I, yeah, he keeps on bein' sick
[02:33.87] HOB
[02:36.43]