Testi:
De La Soul What The Fuck N1

pass the peas Makin much dollars, grippin much jeans Keep it undercover like a yellow submarine ... [Dove:] Bogus, how bogus can I [farting noise] [inserted track ends] "What the, what

, calm down, calm down, calm down... [Verse 1: Equipto] Now every move I make, no room to hesitate In this competitive game, sometimes you do what it

(Feat. Hyjak) [Eso:] For all you baboon headed mother fuckers [Bliss:] Wake the fuck up [Verse 1: Bliss] Don't you dare pack a bong yet, captain on

plaque Of the Saint they kept in the crib, duckin' the haters Eastside Northside for sure throw up the bomb 'fore I leave this bitch Murda Mo, Cleveland Avenue 1-6-1

Nigga don't worry God don't like evil Shit is so clear that they can't even see through But no matter what we do (matter what we do), We gon' be strugglin

which way to go Nigga save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive And that's called survival It's vital nigga better know what to die for

sell good for the lay bits Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad (What the fuck you think you doing..........) I give a fuck who you

Landon standin' around Understand I got my hand on the pound, I fuck you up Niggas standin' around nervous, like "Yo, what up with Ruck?" None of your biz, fuck

right You give 'em some real akward shit like this and what they do they come back cryin' like; "I can't see it I can't feel it" What it is though, is