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    [Jay-Z]
    (Bring 'em out, Its hard to yell when the barrels in ya mouth) Swizzie!
    (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
    (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) TI
    (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!

    TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave
    Both the Feds and the State wanna see my need
    The whole city got bizzerk he got treat
    Anotha nigga got a hit but shawty he not me
    Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed
    Da king back now hoes don't even know how to act now
    Hit the club, stippers get naked 'fore I sit down
    Still ballin money stack taller than Shaq now
    Still push a button to let the roof on the 'Lac down
    I'm on the road doin shows puttin my mack down
    Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town

    [chorus]
    I got the crowd yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, from the back *they* yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) <--- stage

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    Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this
    I got rich and I'm still on some hoolagin shit
    You be rappin bout blow I was movin the shit
    You talkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit
    If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit
    And if I catch anotha case I know I'm true to be missed
    So I'ma keep it cool head stay out of the news
    Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
    It's clear to see that I'm ahead of my time
    I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine
    I got some time, it ain't shit cause I get better wit time
    Who got a flow and a live show better than mine

    [chorus]
    I got a packed house yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, from the back *they* yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) <--- stage

    Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do
    Will you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew
    Or you and ya friend and play a little two on two
    If you knew half of what I knew *then you'll* be hittin the deck <--- you'd
    Got a tool and a vest I can get some respect
    I'ma make it hard for a sucka nigga to flex
    Sho 'em this ain't the squad for a nigga to test
    Pimp my nutz too large and we way too fresh
    Work well wit Nines AK's and Techs
    And quick to check a lame like a game of chess
    You want beef *you can* bring ya best and we'll be standin.. <---betta

    [chorus 2x]
    In ya front yard yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
    Aye, from the back *they* yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) <--- stage

    [2x]
    Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
    Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
    Hands hands in the in the air air now!
    Hands... In Da... Air... Now!

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