[Intro: Buckshot & Rapper Big Pooh]
Yeah (Yeah)
They wonderin (Wonderin')
Ayo Pooh (Whaddup Buck?)
Check this out (Ha?)
I ain't got the answer, dawg
I ain't got it neither, my nigga
And I'ma spread a little somethin' on 'em (Aight)
You know the game is crazy (Yeah, do it)
I can't explain this shit sometimes
Ay, let them niggas know what's good, man

[Verse 1: Buckshot]
From the news to the radio
Radio to sattelite
All I hear is niggas lookin' ackalike, and that is like...
The most pathetic method to use
Especially old dudes, who thinkin' they old news
You blink, and you old school
Think it's no rule 'cause you can do what you want
No, fool
You should get ya shit together, stay out the lobby
Cause if you ain't selling records in the store, it's a hobby
And you probably disagree
Fuck it, this is me
I've been here since '93
You've been here since finding me
So, jot notes, take a lesson
This is 'Shot, Smif-n-Wessun and Sean P
The army posessin' automatic weapons
With the exception of my brain
I'll give them my grain, tryna break down the game
For those who can't stay in they lane when they starin'
They lookin' at me wrong
When they hear this song, what they hear is
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