We Got It for Cheap (Intro)

Ayy, papá Re-Up Gang Records That hold-the-door music (got it for cheap) You know, Broadway, daddy Manteca, crack, hooray Toda la vaina que hay aqui arriba En Uptown baby, otra vez (g-g-got it for cheap) Clipse, "Hell Hath No Fury", B Let 'em know, daddy, Mr. Lee, haha Fear him, as soon as you hear him Upon my arrival, the dope dealers cheer him (got it for cheap) Just like a revival, the verse tends to steer 'em Through a life in the fast lane, I German engineer 'em No serum can cure all the pain I've endured From crack to rap to back to selling it pure For every record I potentially sell in the store It's like Mecca to the dealer that's selling it raw So many deceive ya I'm more in touch with the keys, move over Alicia I force feed ya the metric scale Rap's like child's play, my show and tell Within each verse, you see the truth's unveiled They manufacture proof as they lie to themselves Puppets on the string like a yo-yo Bouncing like a pogo, they praying I never go solo (G-g-got it for cheap) Do it (got it for cheap) I fuck with the real niggas, daddy (got it, got it for cheap) Fuck these bitch ass niggas (g-g-got it for cheap) Lo' tiene temblando tu a todito ello, loco (g-g-got it for cheap) (Got it, got it for cheap, got it for cheap) They just wanna be you, loco (g-g-got it for cheap) G-g-got it for cheap, g-g-got it for cheap Fucking envidioso (g-g-got it for cheap) Bunch of palomos (g-g-got it, got it, got it, got it) The wool's removed and now I see (yeah) My leg was pulled, the joke's on me (haha) So heartbreakin', like lovin' a whore Might hurt ya once, but never no more It's like tryin to fly, but they clippin' your wings And that's exactly why the caged bird sings Who can nickname it? The shame rings true Seems to me reparations are overdue I done been to the top, I done sipped the juice And with that being said, bird crumbs'll never do Even on my last, not a penny in the bank I'ma stand on my own, so thanks, but no thanks Keep the pranks as I bid farewell (uh) I gotta answer to Marcus and Jennelle And to little brother Terrence who I love dearly so If ever I had millions, never would you push blow, never (g-g-got it for cheap) Ay, dios mío, malicioso (got it for cheap) The handcuffs are off now, daddy (got it, got it for cheap) (G-g-got it for cheap) Entiende, cabroncito (g-g-got it for cheap) Everyone must pay now (got it, got it for cheap, got it for cheap) Bunch of mamagüevos, toditos (g-g-got it for cheap) Re-Up Gang Records (g-g-got it for cheap) It's your world now, daddy (g-g-got it, got it, got it, got it) I'm the best since he died, and he lied The spirit of competition, one verse could start jihad CPR Pusha, the flow tends to revive Pullin' the covers back, I expose what you disguise My presence is felt, the pressure is on A 4'11" Cuban helped us weather the storm Pyrex and powder, it was back to the norm Through all the adversity, the fury was born Niggas don't get the picture, it's written in scripture Even ask your mama, she'll tell you that blood's thicker And I don't know how them other niggas built And I don't know if ever they feel guilt Or maybe niggas just too high on they stilts But this one's on me, I'ma view it as spilt milk Grandma, look at me, I'm turnin' the other cheek It's the R-E-U-P G-A-N-G (g-g-got it for cheap) From the street to this música (got it for cheap) We get this money, we never stop (got it, got it for cheap) Record sales to digital scales (g-g-got it for cheap) It's whatever (g-g-got it for cheap) We always at home (got it, got it for cheap, got it for cheap) "Hell Hath No Fury" (g-g-got it for cheap) El sueño de un jodedor tratando de logralizarlo (g-g-got it for cheap) Mr. Lee (g-g-got it, got it, got it, got it)