What You Talkin’ EPMD (Ft. Havoc)
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[Hook One: Erick Sermon]
We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n
We got dough but it ain't from robbin
We rock microphones it's out job and
Def Squad motherfucker and my name is
Edi Amin - nigga what you talkin
The Grand Royal - nigga what you talkin
It's E-Dub - nigga what you talkin
Tell 'em to lift it up (no doubt E)
[Erick Sermon]
Yo this here is big boy shit (yeah) for the over 200 pounder club
Co-cappy dub (whoahhhoahhh)
I came back to rep my city
Nigga, I took the key from Diddy
Def Squad's the committee, I rock for the gritty
I'm milk like a new mom titty - y'all wit me?
E Serm' the Green Eyed one, call me M-Ro
I got stripes on my arm, call me general
I'm nice (I'm nice) I'll pull rank like Condoleezza Rice
Leaves of rice with this mic device
Easy~! Who got the issue I'll straight diss you
And hit you with the dadgum missile - hear it whistle?
Comin for ya the Oscar De La Hoya, the Golden Boy
Yeah - I'm that dude, don't believe I'll show ya boy
Ask Destiny's Child, I'm that "Soldier Boy"
Chill like the New York winter, no one colder boy
We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n
We got dough but it ain't from robbin
We rock microphones it's out job and
Def Squad motherfucker and my name is
Edi Amin - nigga what you talkin
The Grand Royal - nigga what you talkin
It's E-Dub - nigga what you talkin
Tell 'em to lift it up (no doubt E)
[Erick Sermon]
Yo this here is big boy shit (yeah) for the over 200 pounder club
Co-cappy dub (whoahhhoahhh)
I came back to rep my city
Nigga, I took the key from Diddy
Def Squad's the committee, I rock for the gritty
I'm milk like a new mom titty - y'all wit me?
E Serm' the Green Eyed one, call me M-Ro
I got stripes on my arm, call me general
I'm nice (I'm nice) I'll pull rank like Condoleezza Rice
Leaves of rice with this mic device
Easy~! Who got the issue I'll straight diss you
And hit you with the dadgum missile - hear it whistle?
Comin for ya the Oscar De La Hoya, the Golden Boy
Yeah - I'm that dude, don't believe I'll show ya boy
Ask Destiny's Child, I'm that "Soldier Boy"
Chill like the New York winter, no one colder boy
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