Recognize

Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock

You heard my man

He ain't on no commercial shit

The ODB

It ain't the Young D.B.

It's the Ol' D.B.

That old shit

This ain't the Embry-O D.B.

This is the Ol' mothafuckin' D.B.

I'm Chris Rock, I'm chillin with theODB

So I'm the wrong place, at the wrong mothafuckin' time

With the wrong mothafuckin' man

TheODB, baby

All y'all niggas talkin bout commercial song

This ain't no commercial song

Straight up, nigga, what?

Y'all niggas can't fuck with me

All y'all niggas lovin' me

Mister courageous ODB

You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P

You need to recognize

Yo, what's my name? (You need to recognize)

Shut the fuck up (you need to recognize)

I bring the mothafuckin' ruckus

(You need to recognize) c'mon punk ass niggas

Uh, nah, nah, I'm just fuckin wit'chall (uh-huh)

Who get drunk at night 'til the early morn'?

Tap dances at the party like it's goin on

Bitches and niggas all around scopin' each other down

I'm takin pictures at y'all at the fuckin lounge

Mad niggas was, gettin' drunk at the bar

I'm throwin' Moet bottles, hahahaha

It's rowdy outside, I ain't signin' shit

Don't flow bitch, I take your microphone

You party bitches fallin' in line

With your fat ass stinkin' behind

You don't know who the fuck is here

I back smack your ass, make pressure appear

'Cause cold Lucky knockin' at your door

I dedicate that to your source

'Cause this (nigga please) is dirty and it's stinkin'

Funkier than (Peppi Le Pew, so I was thinkin')

I drop you mothafuckin' niggas on the (weekend)

(Lettin' you know that) bitch-nigga don't start

You thought that I was weak? Huh, let me speak

My rhymes come funkier than your grandfather's feet

So listen mister, don't you ever forget