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Wu-Tang, baby!
Wu-Tang, Dilla, baby!
Juvenile, nigga
You already know my pedigree
You know I stay fly, you know I'm that guy
It ain't no mystery
See, you don't have to ask about me
Pen, a factor, and the strength
My city will see this; they recognize
I'm real, G. Dot, captain pay
See, you don't have to ask about me
The hoes I break, the moves I make
The bricks I bake, the guac I chase
I steal the stakes, the souls I take
The fakes I shake
I'm still a runner on a boat at the lake
I move the weight, I rely on faith
My Harley Davidson got smoke; never lost the race
I'm real relaxed, my guala is stacked
I'm just a shy tycoon, and I represent the trap
Ain't nothin' changed but the times
That boy Shady is still on the grind
Moving mean like a monster truck
I'm like a relic
Wiping paper like an elephant's tusk
I'm gigantic like King Kong
I'm back and forth on a jet like ping pong
It's almost like I never left
Nigga, ball! I shout "Caller!"
Big dog from the West
You already know my pedigree
You know I stay fly, you know I'm that guy
It ain't no mystery
See, you don't have to ask about me
Pen, a factor, and the strength
My city will see this; they recognize
I'm real, G. Dot, captain pay
See, you don't have to ask about me
What he about? What he into?
Forget what that nigga bit through
Look, we ain't talking to him
We more or less niggas he can't do
They questioning 'bout my ghettos, want to know what's up with my children
All in my social media
Watching the shit I'm building
I was told being selfish not healthy, but I'm wealthy
I jumped up and I flipped money; I stuck the landing, I nailed it
Them backstabbers and fake niggas that walked away, they felt it
Then they freelance, and they try to do their own thing, but they shelved it
I'm from the north, you know where you gotta be different
My conversation is my lottery ticket
I'm outta lines by the bitches
The other side is I'm despised by the niggas until they find 'em by discolored in the river
You know my pedigree
You already know my pedigree
You know I stay fly, you know I'm that guy
It ain't no mystery
See, you don't have to ask about me
Pen, a factor, and the strength
My city will see this; they recognize
I'm real, G. Dot, captain pay
See, you don't have to ask about me
You ain't got to ask, 'cause them boys know (boys know)
Summer '89, I was in the snow (yeah)
Push the line, I can make it go
Turn the two into four
On the dirty stove (facts)
Dope in the game, I was up the back (up the back)
I was taught to stack; stay away from rats (yeah)
Fuckin' with that crack gotta get you cracked (cracked)
So we fell back, and we started rap
Shit, when it hit the block, we was hands on
Independent out the trunk, getting vans on
Motorola got a chip in my Samsung
Plus I'm blowing on that crip; gotta bust your lawn
Look
Click shit and make a nigga knight
Niggas mad, pull it, run red lights
Bitches bob to it when they getting right
Probably fuck her on the trunk
Yeah, I'm the type
You already know my pedigree
You know I stay fly, you know I'm that guy
It ain't no mystery
See, you don't have to ask about me
Pen, a factor, and the strength
My city will see this; they recognize
I'm real, G. Dot, captain pay
See, you don't have to ask about me