作詞
Rakim Mayers/Michael Mule/Hector Delgado/Isaac De Boni/Sean Combs/Roger Webb
作曲
Rakim Mayers/Michael Mule/Hector Delgado/Isaac De Boni/Sean Combs/Roger Webb
Uh
My mic sounds nice, check one (wo wo wo)
My mic sounds nice, check two (uh-huh yeah-yeah)
Let's go
Yeah yeah, uh huh, yeah yeah
Uh, huh, uh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My mic sounds nice, check one
My mic sounds nice, check two (testing, testing)
Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone
Smokin' on that homegrown
Feeling like I'm all alone
Used to go to Kingdome, Rucker Park with Tony Tone
Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelin's in my bone bone
I can tell if- I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?)
My mama named me
My papa gave me cock to take a piss with
To fuck ya bitch with
Life is different for me, for instance
For the type of niggas sprays kids in some chicks
He wouldn't raise his kids with
That type of twisted sick shit
I'm just playing
I said i'm just-
Shut the fuck up
I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?)
People really think I'm an asshole, I say anything
Truthfully, I just say what I really think
Like I’m too fresh, man, to me you're under-class-man
Would say "suck my dick" but that's sexual harassment, take that
Fuck around and Willy come through in the Merc' on ya
Who else you know design ya stage and do your merch over (come on)
And if it's lame do your verse over
I changed the game like I'm Kurt Warner
I run the game like I'm Time Warner
This ain't no Teen Choice Awards slime slide on ya
And make your home for mama's fried roasting
And lean and beans, tomatoes, potatoes
And keys and grams, just me and Yams
See me rest in peace
Pickin' off the last collard greens
Now we sellin' out the colosseum
For the dynasty
Tell 'em boys who got it lock and got the key
You prodigy behind the scenes or in the streets
Peep my repertoire, uptown, espionage
Eleanor, grew ham, niggas goin too ham
AK, Jackie Rob
East eleven, ninety-nine
Lenox Ave, Vlone
East side Wayne Stone
Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone
Smokin' on that homegrown
Feeling like I'm all alone
Used to go to Kingdom, Rucker Park with Tony Tone
Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelin's in my bone bone
I can tell if- I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?)
Ayo, we don't give a fuck about none of that shit
This is Harlem motherfuckers (yeah yeah)
The fuck you think (uptown nigga)
Mob
A$AP
Same gang
Tone Wop
Harlem