[Intro: Jay Z snippet]
(Bring 'em out, Its hard to yell when the barrels in ya mouth) Swizzie!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) TI
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
[Verse 1]
TIP coming live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave
Both the Feds and the State want to see my need
The whole city got bizzerk he got treat
Another rapper got a hit but shawty he not me
Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed
The king back now broads don't even know how to act now
Hit the club strippers give neck 'fore I sit down
Still balling money stack taller than Shaq now
Still push a button to let the roof on the 'Lac down
I'm on the road doing shows putting my mack down
Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town
[Chorus]
I got the crowd yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hot girls yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope boys yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Verse 2]
Once again what other rapper hooder than this
I got rich and I'm still on some hooligan click
You be rapping bout blow I was moving the brick
You talking bout shooting out and I was doing it quick
If I hit you in the face you goin' be suing me quick
And if I catch another case I know I'm true to be missed
So I'ma keep it cool head stay out of the news
Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
It's clear to see that I'm ahead of my time
I copped a chromed out hard top Carrera to shine
I got some time, it ain't hit cause I get better wit time
Who got a flow and a live show better than mine
(Bring 'em out, Its hard to yell when the barrels in ya mouth) Swizzie!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) TI
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
[Verse 1]
TIP coming live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave
Both the Feds and the State want to see my need
The whole city got bizzerk he got treat
Another rapper got a hit but shawty he not me
Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed
The king back now broads don't even know how to act now
Hit the club strippers give neck 'fore I sit down
Still balling money stack taller than Shaq now
Still push a button to let the roof on the 'Lac down
I'm on the road doing shows putting my mack down
Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town
[Chorus]
I got the crowd yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hot girls yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope boys yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Verse 2]
Once again what other rapper hooder than this
I got rich and I'm still on some hooligan click
You be rapping bout blow I was moving the brick
You talking bout shooting out and I was doing it quick
If I hit you in the face you goin' be suing me quick
And if I catch another case I know I'm true to be missed
So I'ma keep it cool head stay out of the news
Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
It's clear to see that I'm ahead of my time
I copped a chromed out hard top Carrera to shine
I got some time, it ain't hit cause I get better wit time
Who got a flow and a live show better than mine
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