Ja In A Bra’ (Original) Proof

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[Intro: Proof]
Woof!
You know my name, it's like this: Proof!
D12, Sicknotes
It's war now! Let's man up! (Woof!)
No prisoners! No casualties!
All my riders, let's ride! C'mon! (Woof!)
[Verse 1: Proof]
Word on the street is I murdered this Inc
You're wack with your hands, not deservin' the heat
You're nervous in beef, to Irv and his peeps
I ain't rappin' no more, I speak through the curb in the streets (Woof!)
Ya henchman got this bitch, they did a poor job
That midget Cookie Monster hangin' from a door knob
Y'all lucky I don't like touchin' women
And don't send no peace talks summit with Russel Simmons (Woof!)
Got the right connections, mic conceptions
Yo on with beef you sleep, your life is definitely gone
The wеtter singer meets the woof of rap
You'll need morе than a Bush Attack to push me back (Woof!)
You think it's just 50 and Sha
Listen up, Ja, no kissin' up, now Detroit City wishin' you die
I know you just wanna rap and be Pop
But before it's said and done, you gon' see 'Pac (Woof!)