The Points (U-Neek’s Points) DJ U-Neek (Ft. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Buckshot, Busta Rhymes, Coolio, Doodlebug, Heltah Skeltah, Ill Al Skratch, Jamal, Lord Jamar, The Notorious B.I.G. & Redman)
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[Intro: Violator]
From the east coast ballers to the west coast riders
DJ U-Neek and Violator presents
The ghetto's top dogs. Ha ha ha...
[Chorus: Shatasha]
We're standing strong
So come on (so come on)
Get your flow on (get your flow on)
[The Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs to Ac's with rims
Flippin' mixtapes
To bitches feedin' me grapes
Peep my mind state
Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the dame and the Range (Uh huh)
My niggas up to pawn drop-top Jaguars
Blindfold you when you step in the car
That's that superstar status apparatus
More wins than Cassius
Cease roll the hashes in the pocket with the 9
Roll up the whole dime as my seats recline (Nigga)
I want a presidential Roley (So?)
So I crush MC's to guacamole makin' Robin scream "Holy Moley!" Big Poppa, fuck a cape I'm that Paper Crusader
Playin' Sega in the wide body Blazer
From the east coast ballers to the west coast riders
DJ U-Neek and Violator presents
The ghetto's top dogs. Ha ha ha...
[Chorus: Shatasha]
We're standing strong
So come on (so come on)
Get your flow on (get your flow on)
[The Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs to Ac's with rims
Flippin' mixtapes
To bitches feedin' me grapes
Peep my mind state
Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the dame and the Range (Uh huh)
My niggas up to pawn drop-top Jaguars
Blindfold you when you step in the car
That's that superstar status apparatus
More wins than Cassius
Cease roll the hashes in the pocket with the 9
Roll up the whole dime as my seats recline (Nigga)
I want a presidential Roley (So?)
So I crush MC's to guacamole makin' Robin scream "Holy Moley!" Big Poppa, fuck a cape I'm that Paper Crusader
Playin' Sega in the wide body Blazer
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