Letras
No jokes, no games, no gimmicks
Jaylib, no P, but no limit
It's so hot, the N-O-dot, O-N-E
Fo'sho, dawg, off the top, we don't sleep
It's all work, no play
Get mo' money and mo' problems, no doubt, but no cake
Is no good, just like these rappers
No hood in 'em, knowing they some actors
The takeover, rap game makeover
It's next year now, yesterday's over
Time for new shit, "What can you do?" shit
Nothing, stick it up your you-know-what
And there's no fake suckas around, by no means
There's no half steppin' here, you know we
Some nomads, 'cross the globe, you local
We loco, with Flo-Jo, you so-so
You know what's up, like Oates, no can do
Can't go for that clone shit, I demand you
Rap cats with no skills, know this:
Jaylib, we ain't taking no prisoners
We gon' set shit off, like LoJack
All night like NoDoz, dough stacked
'Cause no way, if no dough, it's no deal
J Dill' and Madlib, mo' real
And now you know
But knowing is only half the battle
Until y'all niggas get it together
Just turn up the bass and let your trunk rattle!