Y'all know Can't nobody rock a crowd like me He knows Can't nobody make it bounce like me She knows Can't nobody get it hot like me Y'all know Y'all
me He know, Can't nobody get it hot like me Y'all know, Y'all need ta stop cause ya can't see me Verse 3: Will Smith Seven continents I bruise all
Превод: Уил Смит. Y'all Know.
Превод: Уил Смит. Y'all знаете албум "голям стил Уили".
me He know, Can't nobody get it hot like me Y'all know, Y'all need ta stop cause ya can't see me Verse 3: Will Smith Seven continents I bruise all cruise
like me He know, Can't nobody get it hot like me Y'all know, Y'all need ta stop cause ya can't see me Verse 3: Will Smith Seven continents I bruise
bow bow Bicka bow bow bump bump What, what, what, what (Hah hah hah hah) Uhh On your mark, ready, set, let's go Dance floor pro, I know you know I go
still Jay still spittin' that real shit Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin
? Will, The Real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat will, The Real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here Y'all act like you never
We put it on y'all, tape a niggas phone call Sell it to the net for a phone card Then use it to phone y'all mommas I throw you niggas a bone and then
primer off the side of your car The kind that'll bang the triangle off your garage When it sound off, y'all'll be talkin to God Cause y'all are soft inside
he be working Through my homies burning bridges and I don't give a fuck Remember y'all laughing at me, when I couldn't get a buck It's all gravy baby
right, c'mon nigga) That's as far as it goes? Sound about to go off on some real live Wu shit, uh, huh (WTC, Ghost-face) Lemme give y'all the bullshit Hook for y'all
it goes? [Ghost] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa] W-T-C [RZA] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost] Lemme give y'all the bullshit hook for y'all
