need hip hop) Whenever and ever We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip hop) Survival of the fittest Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz Lickin' shots got the game
out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out TIP comin' live from the VIP Heard the night life lost
Caddy more trucks, it's daddy Warbucks And you Orphan Annie, ma, take off your panties Sea soft and sandy (I really mean it) Yeah, let's get lost in candy I got lost
off (break it all off) Where the big dawgs at? What city or set ya claim? Fame, X.O., several drinks of champagne Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost
it over here, niggaz gettin blunted over here [mr. cheeks] Spiggy nice, field jackets and I keep my jeans saggin You use the ? ? ? , see it's ? ? ? sense the dragon It's lost boyz
No question about it, Queens represent! Say what? Queens represent! Come on, come on! Queens represent! Come on, Lost Boyz, LL Cool J You wanna get paid
town We lovin' Tai on the floor, smokin' Lai wit tips Ladies in the amazin', 'cuz we in the mix All the peeps from my hood wearin' timbs and jeans Lost boyz
chill And let us cast niggaz skills represent Niggaz scheme on my team, 'cause we be big Yo, you can try to bring prime mills to the real Lost Boyz
any planet except the earth I rip up, swell your lip up, it's a stick up Make put your hands up on your head like you was doin sit-ups Lost Boyz nad
on, niggas try to peep my scheme Know my team, standin right in front of the screen I blaze it up, like flames, aint no time for the games Out the same
my foundation Livin life up on the edge, LB Fam I pledge To my niggas Skate Scrape, Born King and Sledge But anyway I'm in this game kid, with many play
a mic a checker, one, two now I came through this show these niggas how we do now Cadillacs be seated an we gettin weeded As long as I've been in this game
's Lost Boyz baby This how we do now, back now, you on this here now Yo, yo, yo a nigga like me is in this here rap game Niggaz actin' like Mr. Cheeks
how I flip the shit Ayo ya niggas ya be counterfeit, so tone it down a bit A move along with you bullshit Chorus: Lost Boyz & Mel You can't hold us down
Chorus: QB It's be them real life ghetto shit Be couple grounds, listen close while niggas run it down Games not to be played, '99 straight chips, hot
[Mr. Cheeks] You know the lifestyle, plain and simple, out to get it It's ghetto game us niggas play no doubt we stay commited And capable to bring the
' me From a distance, ya was lookin' like you wanna creep with me LB fam, word up check it, hit the booty butt naked Niggas, yo you better respect it Lost boyz
alright, okay, alright, alright Word up, Napolean, Ralph Lauren Mr. Cheeks, back in that ass How we do it LB fam style C'mon, uh, yeah, uh, what Lost Boyz