The Official (Rap Circle Mix)

Lyrics

[Intro] (1, 2, in the place to be here to see most definitely it's...) Yeah, J Dilla y'all Yeah Come on Yeah Yeah Uh-huh [Verse 1: J Dilla] Holla! Get it, Poppin' of from the bottles to the collars Clap hands, nigga, get live with your mans nigga It's thee official..hands in the air let me see them wrist glow Turn me up another notch in your system You say you want the hot shit then listen Madlib...and Jay Deezy Doin' it like we doing it for tv And you don't wanna change the dial World premier niggas rearrange your styles Should have never been allowed in the game All y'all fake gangsters out We shut it down like the enemy I know all my real niggas feeling me [Chorus] Official, official, official, official It's thee official, official official official It's thee official, official official official Thee official, official official official (Yo where y'all at? We bringing it to the hood y'all) Turn it up Official, official, official, official [Verse 2: J Dilla] Ok Out we the old and in with the new shit Quick to tighten the faces Of niggas who catch cases of loose lips Shut tit up...shut tit up! Or see some real live nigga nuttin' up! And I don't be around the way Like I used to I don't have time these days I keeping busy making power moves I don't fuck wit them coward dudes I keeps it bouncing when the P.I's wanna Wish for death, Im C. Bronson It's whatever its however you l Think a nigga trying to move ahead of you then you right We gon' take this back, nigga You already know, Jay spit that [Chorus] Official, official, official, official It's thee official, official official official It's thee official, official official official Thee official, official official official Hut, hut 2, hut 3 Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut