What U Rep
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๐ Lyrics
(Prodigy)
Wha, what the f**k yo? F**k yo?
Is it real? Really? .
Teach y'all niggaz how to rap yo
Show y'all niggaz how to expose a sound
(Noreaga)
Spit on these cats nigga, spit on these cats what, what?
(Prodigy)
F**kin dickblower. (thug like what?)
Yo (yo!) At ease! Back where you supposed to be
P put it back where it's supposed to be
Supposedly, niggaz comin close to me
Trash rap niggaz can't f**k with the...
... exulted, affluent life style I kick
Calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit
Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (why?)
It's only natural for my dunns to hurt some-thang
Cop a squat though, you might learn some-thang
We givin out back braces and arm slings
Reality rap, the only song I sing
Nuttin fugazi, strictly the real thing
Live in the flesh, my niggaz fresh out the pen
(When you see dem) When I see you dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing
(Money ain't a thing, nigga what, what?)
You could catch me in the clique, in the spot everyday
Nore guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay
Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way
Everyday it's like a title fight take place (no doubt)
Aiyyo Nas - f**k that nigga just say? (What he say, huh?)
Aiyya Noyd, tell Manny P. to pass me the shank (shank nigga)
I think it's time to take 'em to the hood, let's play
Ese, I like it when it get that way
Chorus: Prodigy + (Noreaga)
So what you rep dunn?
(Iraq, where niggaz burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep dunn?)
Dunn the infamous, Q.B. houses
Where niggaz stand out all night, and make thousands
What you rep?
(Iraq, where niggaz get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep dunn?)
Q.B., we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
(Noreaga)
Aiyyo, yo
Stick it to you, black magic like voodoo
They can't f**k with us, 'cause y'all cats straight doo-doo
(You niggaz stink like shit)
I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes
Niggaz ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes
Climbin down terraces, and the fire escapes
Yo we move money, money move me
Yo I'm usually, livin it up (livin it up nigga what?)
Gettin my dick sucked
Bone a bitch in the butt, make her say what-what
(Prodigy)
Now gun talk, do you speak the same language?
For your sake, I hope so, let's rap a taste yo
My shit spit like a retard, and plus boss
I drool for the day me and you could face-off
It gets gangster, when my clique step in the room
We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune
This is for my dunns who rest in coffins
I wish y'all was, wish y'all was here
(Chorus)
(Noreaga)
Yo what the deally P? Iraq, can buy out Q.B.
And you know we smash the industry, negatively
So f**k a good boy, I always been a foul hood boy
Yo as a youth I had ring-worms, and all that shit
A lil' dirt ball nigga, throwin dirt at ya clique
Cause me an Aknel nigga ain't packed no bags
We rather, be in the streets, sellin yellow mesc' tabs
Cause where we from, muh'f**ker yo the game don't stops
Or we was, out thuggin yo we had chicken-pox
Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw, +Final Chapter+ brigades
It definitely get real, on stage
I ain't the Madd Rapper, but I'm mad at rap niggaz
They're sellin records yo, actin like they clap niggaz
Cause me and P. get money like L.S.G.
While them cats small change like a E.S.3.
Yo I'm still the same cat, that I used to be
Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries
Coastin, always hit 'em with the thug potion
Look at you now, now you just full emotion
Prankster height, my peoples like the gangster-type
Queens niggaz like to shoot, ain't afraid to fight
While y'all niggaz wear Pampers like the cradle type
Mainly hype, thugged-out, shined with light
(Chorus)
Wha, what the f**k yo? F**k yo?
Is it real? Really? .
Teach y'all niggaz how to rap yo
Show y'all niggaz how to expose a sound
(Noreaga)
Spit on these cats nigga, spit on these cats what, what?
(Prodigy)
F**kin dickblower. (thug like what?)
Yo (yo!) At ease! Back where you supposed to be
P put it back where it's supposed to be
Supposedly, niggaz comin close to me
Trash rap niggaz can't f**k with the...
... exulted, affluent life style I kick
Calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit
Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (why?)
It's only natural for my dunns to hurt some-thang
Cop a squat though, you might learn some-thang
We givin out back braces and arm slings
Reality rap, the only song I sing
Nuttin fugazi, strictly the real thing
Live in the flesh, my niggaz fresh out the pen
(When you see dem) When I see you dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing
(Money ain't a thing, nigga what, what?)
You could catch me in the clique, in the spot everyday
Nore guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay
Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way
Everyday it's like a title fight take place (no doubt)
Aiyyo Nas - f**k that nigga just say? (What he say, huh?)
Aiyya Noyd, tell Manny P. to pass me the shank (shank nigga)
I think it's time to take 'em to the hood, let's play
Ese, I like it when it get that way
Chorus: Prodigy + (Noreaga)
So what you rep dunn?
(Iraq, where niggaz burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep dunn?)
Dunn the infamous, Q.B. houses
Where niggaz stand out all night, and make thousands
What you rep?
(Iraq, where niggaz get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep dunn?)
Q.B., we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
(Noreaga)
Aiyyo, yo
Stick it to you, black magic like voodoo
They can't f**k with us, 'cause y'all cats straight doo-doo
(You niggaz stink like shit)
I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes
Niggaz ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes
Climbin down terraces, and the fire escapes
Yo we move money, money move me
Yo I'm usually, livin it up (livin it up nigga what?)
Gettin my dick sucked
Bone a bitch in the butt, make her say what-what
(Prodigy)
Now gun talk, do you speak the same language?
For your sake, I hope so, let's rap a taste yo
My shit spit like a retard, and plus boss
I drool for the day me and you could face-off
It gets gangster, when my clique step in the room
We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune
This is for my dunns who rest in coffins
I wish y'all was, wish y'all was here
(Chorus)
(Noreaga)
Yo what the deally P? Iraq, can buy out Q.B.
And you know we smash the industry, negatively
So f**k a good boy, I always been a foul hood boy
Yo as a youth I had ring-worms, and all that shit
A lil' dirt ball nigga, throwin dirt at ya clique
Cause me an Aknel nigga ain't packed no bags
We rather, be in the streets, sellin yellow mesc' tabs
Cause where we from, muh'f**ker yo the game don't stops
Or we was, out thuggin yo we had chicken-pox
Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw, +Final Chapter+ brigades
It definitely get real, on stage
I ain't the Madd Rapper, but I'm mad at rap niggaz
They're sellin records yo, actin like they clap niggaz
Cause me and P. get money like L.S.G.
While them cats small change like a E.S.3.
Yo I'm still the same cat, that I used to be
Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries
Coastin, always hit 'em with the thug potion
Look at you now, now you just full emotion
Prankster height, my peoples like the gangster-type
Queens niggaz like to shoot, ain't afraid to fight
While y'all niggaz wear Pampers like the cradle type
Mainly hype, thugged-out, shined with light
(Chorus)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.42] (Prodigy)
[00:12.38] Wha, what the f**k yo? F**k yo?
[00:14.13] Is it real? Really? .
[00:15.08] Teach y'all niggaz how to rap yo
[00:15.95] Show y'all niggaz how to expose a sound
[00:17.73] (Noreaga)
[00:18.67] Spit on these cats nigga, spit on these cats what, what?
[00:22.37] (Prodigy)
[00:23.25] F**kin dickblower. (thug like what?)
[00:32.26] Yo (yo!) At ease! Back where you supposed to be
[00:35.96] P put it back where it's supposed to be
[00:38.66] Supposedly, niggaz comin close to me
[00:41.36] Trash rap niggaz can't f**k with the...
[00:44.02] ... exulted, affluent life style I kick
[00:45.89] Calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit
[00:49.53] Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (why?)
[00:51.35] It's only natural for my dunns to hurt some-thang
[00:54.04] Cop a squat though, you might learn some-thang
[00:56.88] We givin out back braces and arm slings
[00:59.63] Reality rap, the only song I sing
[01:02.32] Nuttin fugazi, strictly the real thing
[01:05.04] Live in the flesh, my niggaz fresh out the pen
[01:07.80] (When you see dem) When I see you dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing
[01:10.58] (Money ain't a thing, nigga what, what?)
[01:12.37] You could catch me in the clique, in the spot everyday
[01:13.22] Nore guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay
[01:15.93] Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way
[01:18.62] Everyday it's like a title fight take place (no doubt)
[01:21.41] Aiyyo Nas - f**k that nigga just say? (What he say, huh?)
[01:24.19] Aiyya Noyd, tell Manny P. to pass me the shank (shank nigga)
[01:26.81] I think it's time to take 'em to the hood, let's play
[01:28.63] Ese, I like it when it get that way
[01:31.47] Chorus: Prodigy + (Noreaga)
[01:32.35] So what you rep dunn?
[01:33.22] (Iraq, where niggaz burst guns
[01:35.02] And everybody on the block pump junk
[01:36.88] So what you rep dunn?)
[01:37.79] Dunn the infamous, Q.B. houses
[01:39.50] Where niggaz stand out all night, and make thousands
[01:42.33] What you rep?
[01:43.26] (Iraq, where niggaz get buried
[01:45.06] And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
[01:46.89] So what you rep dunn?)
[01:48.72] Q.B., we like to blow faces
[01:50.58] And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
[01:53.28] (Noreaga)
[01:54.16] Aiyyo, yo
[01:55.03] Stick it to you, black magic like voodoo
[01:55.93] They can't f**k with us, 'cause y'all cats straight doo-doo
[01:57.74] (You niggaz stink like shit)
[01:58.67] I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes
[02:00.55] Niggaz ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes
[02:03.29] Climbin down terraces, and the fire escapes
[02:05.98] Yo we move money, money move me
[02:07.83] Yo I'm usually, livin it up (livin it up nigga what?)
[02:10.56] Gettin my dick sucked
[02:11.41] Bone a bitch in the butt, make her say what-what
[02:14.28] (Prodigy)
[02:15.19] Now gun talk, do you speak the same language?
[02:17.81] For your sake, I hope so, let's rap a taste yo
[02:19.67] My shit spit like a retard, and plus boss
[02:22.41] I drool for the day me and you could face-off
[02:25.15] It gets gangster, when my clique step in the room
[02:27.84] We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune
[02:30.55] This is for my dunns who rest in coffins
[02:33.27] I wish y'all was, wish y'all was here
[02:35.17] (Chorus)
[02:36.04] (Noreaga)
[02:36.97] Yo what the deally P? Iraq, can buy out Q.B.
[02:59.47] And you know we smash the industry, negatively
[03:02.18] So f**k a good boy, I always been a foul hood boy
[03:04.83] Yo as a youth I had ring-worms, and all that shit
[03:07.53] A lil' dirt ball nigga, throwin dirt at ya clique
[03:10.38] Cause me an Aknel nigga ain't packed no bags
[03:13.06] We rather, be in the streets, sellin yellow mesc' tabs
[03:15.72] Cause where we from, muh'f**ker yo the game don't stops
[03:18.47] Or we was, out thuggin yo we had chicken-pox
[03:21.12] Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw, +Final Chapter+ brigades
[03:23.86] It definitely get real, on stage
[03:25.70] I ain't the Madd Rapper, but I'm mad at rap niggaz
[03:28.47] They're sellin records yo, actin like they clap niggaz
[03:31.13] Cause me and P. get money like L.S.G.
[03:33.96] While them cats small change like a E.S.3.
[03:36.66] Yo I'm still the same cat, that I used to be
[03:39.41] Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries
[03:42.19] Coastin, always hit 'em with the thug potion
[03:44.83] Look at you now, now you just full emotion
[03:47.52] Prankster height, my peoples like the gangster-type
[03:50.27] Queens niggaz like to shoot, ain't afraid to fight
[03:53.02] While y'all niggaz wear Pampers like the cradle type
[03:55.73] Mainly hype, thugged-out, shined with light
[03:57.54] (Chorus)
[03:58.43]
[00:12.38] Wha, what the f**k yo? F**k yo?
[00:14.13] Is it real? Really? .
[00:15.08] Teach y'all niggaz how to rap yo
[00:15.95] Show y'all niggaz how to expose a sound
[00:17.73] (Noreaga)
[00:18.67] Spit on these cats nigga, spit on these cats what, what?
[00:22.37] (Prodigy)
[00:23.25] F**kin dickblower. (thug like what?)
[00:32.26] Yo (yo!) At ease! Back where you supposed to be
[00:35.96] P put it back where it's supposed to be
[00:38.66] Supposedly, niggaz comin close to me
[00:41.36] Trash rap niggaz can't f**k with the...
[00:44.02] ... exulted, affluent life style I kick
[00:45.89] Calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit
[00:49.53] Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (why?)
[00:51.35] It's only natural for my dunns to hurt some-thang
[00:54.04] Cop a squat though, you might learn some-thang
[00:56.88] We givin out back braces and arm slings
[00:59.63] Reality rap, the only song I sing
[01:02.32] Nuttin fugazi, strictly the real thing
[01:05.04] Live in the flesh, my niggaz fresh out the pen
[01:07.80] (When you see dem) When I see you dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing
[01:10.58] (Money ain't a thing, nigga what, what?)
[01:12.37] You could catch me in the clique, in the spot everyday
[01:13.22] Nore guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay
[01:15.93] Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way
[01:18.62] Everyday it's like a title fight take place (no doubt)
[01:21.41] Aiyyo Nas - f**k that nigga just say? (What he say, huh?)
[01:24.19] Aiyya Noyd, tell Manny P. to pass me the shank (shank nigga)
[01:26.81] I think it's time to take 'em to the hood, let's play
[01:28.63] Ese, I like it when it get that way
[01:31.47] Chorus: Prodigy + (Noreaga)
[01:32.35] So what you rep dunn?
[01:33.22] (Iraq, where niggaz burst guns
[01:35.02] And everybody on the block pump junk
[01:36.88] So what you rep dunn?)
[01:37.79] Dunn the infamous, Q.B. houses
[01:39.50] Where niggaz stand out all night, and make thousands
[01:42.33] What you rep?
[01:43.26] (Iraq, where niggaz get buried
[01:45.06] And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
[01:46.89] So what you rep dunn?)
[01:48.72] Q.B., we like to blow faces
[01:50.58] And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages
[01:53.28] (Noreaga)
[01:54.16] Aiyyo, yo
[01:55.03] Stick it to you, black magic like voodoo
[01:55.93] They can't f**k with us, 'cause y'all cats straight doo-doo
[01:57.74] (You niggaz stink like shit)
[01:58.67] I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes
[02:00.55] Niggaz ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes
[02:03.29] Climbin down terraces, and the fire escapes
[02:05.98] Yo we move money, money move me
[02:07.83] Yo I'm usually, livin it up (livin it up nigga what?)
[02:10.56] Gettin my dick sucked
[02:11.41] Bone a bitch in the butt, make her say what-what
[02:14.28] (Prodigy)
[02:15.19] Now gun talk, do you speak the same language?
[02:17.81] For your sake, I hope so, let's rap a taste yo
[02:19.67] My shit spit like a retard, and plus boss
[02:22.41] I drool for the day me and you could face-off
[02:25.15] It gets gangster, when my clique step in the room
[02:27.84] We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune
[02:30.55] This is for my dunns who rest in coffins
[02:33.27] I wish y'all was, wish y'all was here
[02:35.17] (Chorus)
[02:36.04] (Noreaga)
[02:36.97] Yo what the deally P? Iraq, can buy out Q.B.
[02:59.47] And you know we smash the industry, negatively
[03:02.18] So f**k a good boy, I always been a foul hood boy
[03:04.83] Yo as a youth I had ring-worms, and all that shit
[03:07.53] A lil' dirt ball nigga, throwin dirt at ya clique
[03:10.38] Cause me an Aknel nigga ain't packed no bags
[03:13.06] We rather, be in the streets, sellin yellow mesc' tabs
[03:15.72] Cause where we from, muh'f**ker yo the game don't stops
[03:18.47] Or we was, out thuggin yo we had chicken-pox
[03:21.12] Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw, +Final Chapter+ brigades
[03:23.86] It definitely get real, on stage
[03:25.70] I ain't the Madd Rapper, but I'm mad at rap niggaz
[03:28.47] They're sellin records yo, actin like they clap niggaz
[03:31.13] Cause me and P. get money like L.S.G.
[03:33.96] While them cats small change like a E.S.3.
[03:36.66] Yo I'm still the same cat, that I used to be
[03:39.41] Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries
[03:42.19] Coastin, always hit 'em with the thug potion
[03:44.83] Look at you now, now you just full emotion
[03:47.52] Prankster height, my peoples like the gangster-type
[03:50.27] Queens niggaz like to shoot, ain't afraid to fight
[03:53.02] While y'all niggaz wear Pampers like the cradle type
[03:55.73] Mainly hype, thugged-out, shined with light
[03:57.54] (Chorus)
[03:58.43]