It’s Like That (Alternate Version) J Dilla

[Intro]
I'm wit it, get live wit it
Yeah
Yeah, I'm back
Big Tone, Ta'Raach, Jay Dee
What?

[Verse 1: Hodge Podge]
I'ma let y'all niggas pop the coochie (Why?) 'cause you pussy
Plus this .45 bustin' a back that ass up like Juvie
Sophisticated bourgeois niggas with bad habits
And if you don't like it, you can get it and stick it where the sun don't glisten (Punks)
Niggas is critics and some don't listen
I told y'all (What?), persevering through all of this bullshit
And life is a black six and a hood-rat catching a contact
Plus the Hennessy, get my brains blown out like John Kennedy
Remember me, split a nigga ear to cheek within the beat (Why?)
Best kept secret, got some shit fixin' to hit the street
Y'all niggas ain't even a issue (Nah)
So real, a nigga bleed through the pencil
It's like that

[Verse 2: Lacks]
I need a day off the scene (Why?) 'cause y'all gay motherfuckers is mean
I'm seen buyin' beats off this nigga, that's like the end of my career (Yeah?)
I tell a nigga like fuzz, man, fuck that
I'm tryin' to have these bitches like, "You see me, I touch Lacks"
Give niggas pounds like, "See me, I touch Lacks"
Plus tracks bangin' out the back of the Range
Respect my gun and (Blaow), I speak with a double barrel slang
In unison with this music in the back of my brain
Rockin' straw hats and Pradas, Com eatin' on McDonald's
But I know the time (Dawg), it's time to get you up a bottle (Uh)
Some shit that's hard to swallow, you ain't even a issue (Nah)
I'm so real, a nigga ain't gotta diss you
It's like that, uh