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(Ayy, it's all good) (It's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) Now this ain't the name calling game See, I can refrain from using names to get fame Since I'm known to create the kinds of beats that make your rump shake Records I'll break, but now let's set the record straight (They thought you was a sellout) I'm sellin' out tours 'cause sellin' CDs, I'm the one MB You wanna beat the G? I beat you like hizzos In the backseat of my Caddy you'll be callin' me Hammer Daddy I'll work you like a slave, don't misbehave And you were gonna pay tax on one of my brothers' souls Hit the street corner, time to play your deuce since I refuse to forget that Alright, you talked tough, but face to face was a just a trick, bro They put me in the mix, too legit to quit I came wit' a long list of it And in the future, you'll find me on the Billboard Or on the floor of the sign receiving music awards and it's all good (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh) It's all good The talk you been talkin', to talk that talk, you gotta walk that walk Oh, the Hammer man's talkin', so enter the dragon And once you burned up those that caught in the diss Hammer bandwagon Suckers, read Billboard and weep You're in the hot seat, where I'm from, talk is cheap And when I see ya, the styles you wrote, man A mean left hook took ya out and it came from Oakland Check it, you punks don't know me A true OG, yo, I was runnin' the whole scene You started talking that mess but I'm callin' your bluff, trick I thought you knew and boy, you still can't touch this It's better than the average bro I'm not the average Joe with the average flow Yo, I can still do things that you wish you could You're talkin' all that lip, but I don't even trip 'cause it's all good (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (It's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (It's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh) I'm fed up, so now I gotta set 'em up Knock 'em to the ground and never ever let 'em up But like a trick, he might kick, I'll be prepared to red 'em up However, if you wanna slang 'em, then we can get 'em up Black sheep, you're weak, you're meek, you're tryin' to grow feet Dres, I make ya look head but first, I'mma get your teeth Talkin' about my mama's where I draw the line, Redman So when the corners hit yo dome, I'mma blow your mind, so Since I'm not the run of the mill I feel the need to say, "You wanna be? You gotta be real" 'Cause if ya ever come my way, like I used to say "Homeboy, you better pray just to make it today" I know what it is The ratta-tat piece of corny rhymes you keep sayin' we don't find worth playin' I don't front like I'm a gangsta, so you claim that I'm a sellout? When we meet up on the street, then we'll see who bail out and it's all good (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good) (It's all good) Y'all ready for this? (Uh-huh, it's all good)
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Kasseem Dean, Kenton Nix Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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