Intro:. . [whistling]. Shorty!! shorty!!. Shorty c'mere baby girl! (I like what I see). This go out to erybody man, a little station identification. And we call this one for all y'all, who be going to buy....
Eres en mi vida lo que faltaba. Lo que imaginaba lo que tantas veces soñé. Eres para mí lo más importante. Eres tan necesario como respirar.. . [Los primos MX].
It's time to show minds once again. Bunch of friends yo, shit here will never end. So top tennin all niggas and locked in pen. One, we come through we shit we don't shit.
Summer, summer, summer time. Summer, summer, summer time. Summer, summer, summer time. . Well listen Summer time in the city. Now niggas ride around town, for another sounds, look before the smithy.
Baby girl, I salute, salute you. For always bein' truthful, truthful. It may sound lame but I truly adore you. And listen I will always go out for you.
[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 hot shit, no matter what.
Here's a tune about this honey named Renee. That I met one day on my way back from John Jay. I'm peepin' shorty as she's walkin' to the train. I tap her on her shoulders, "Excuse me miss, but can I get your name?".
Sing of the week shit they beat us on the radio. Live as stereo so once again here we go. To all my real cats who love to hear the real rappin. I still understand the reason that you feel that.
(Intro). Ah man, I don't even know how to start this out. Shalstay Radio Station that play our thing from State to State. Coast to Coast, do your thing baby.
[Lost Boyz ad lib for the first 20 seconds]. . [Mr. Cheeks]. I think it was the month of June, when I bumped, heads with this chick. Me and my click, we was on the Van Wyck.
You can't stop this, you can't stop this. You can't stop this, you can't stop this. You can't stop this, you can't stop this. You can't stop this, you can't stop this.
You can't stop this, you can't stop this. You can't stop this, you can't stop this. You can't stop this, you can't stop this. You can't stop this, you can't stop this.
[Mr. Cheeks]. A yo I come from New York V.A.'s where they found me. This Mr. Cheeks I keep freaks around me. L.B. Fam surround me in case something pops off.
[mr. cheeks]. Back up off of dat speed. Yo, back up off of dat speed. Queens most wanted. Yo, back the fuck up. . Chorus x3: niggaz don't want it over here, niggaz gettin blunted over here.
[Mr. Cheeks]. What's ya niggas thinkin?. Mad that we increasin, while ya shrinkin?. Button up your lip, your ship is sinkin. You must be coked out, frontin like that ass is loc'd out.
My crew. My crew. My crew. My crew. Yo, yo, now now, now now. . When I wake up before I gather up my pens. I shine up my fronts, I give a Dutch for all my mens.
[Mr. Cheeks]. One time. We bless the track. rush to the back. it's the LB fam dogg pound we attack. one time for the LP, LB. My family come through. This who we do.
Verse 1. But I'm sayin kid. it's only right to represent where I'm from. East Coast bottom line, But I represent. wherever I go (what). I'll be on the West Coast.
Yeah, 1997. Tony Fantell. Me and my crazy world. You know what I'm saying. Will my niggas that feel me throw your hands up. You know what I'm saying. All my honeys that know how we do throw your hands up.
Ah man, I don't even know how to start this out. Shalstay Radio Station that play our thing from State to State. Coast to Coast, do your thing, baby. This is to you, now the world has been waitin' for.