What U Rep

Lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy, (Noreaga)] Wha, what the fuck, yo? Fuck, yo? Is it real? Really? Teach y'all niggas how to rap, yo Show y'all niggas how to expose a sound (Spit on these cats, nigga, spit on these cats, what, what?) Fuckin' dickblower... (Thug like what?) [Verse 1: Prodigy] Yo (Yo!) At ease! Back where you supposed to be P put it back where it's supposed to be Supposedly, niggas comin' close to me Trash rap niggas can't fuck with the – exalted, affluent lifestyle I kick Calm shit that make your livest rep wanna harm shit Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (Why?) It's only natural for my dunns to hurt something Cop a squat though, you might learn something We givin' out back-braces and arm-slings Reality rap, the only song I sing Nothin' fugazi, strictly the real thing Live in the flesh, my niggas fresh out the pen (When you see dem) When I see you, dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing (Money ain't a thing, nigga – what, what!) You could catch me and the clique in the spot everyday Nore' guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way Everyday, it's like a title fight take place (No doubt) Aiyyo, Nas – fuck that nigga just say? (What he say, huh?) Aiyya, Noyd, tell Manny P. to pass me the shank (Shank, nigga) I think it's time to take 'em to the hood, let's play Esé, I like it when it get that way [Chorus: Prodigy, Noreaga] So what you rep, dunn? Iraq – where niggas burst guns And everybody on the block pump junk So what you rep, dunn? Dunn, The Infamous, Q.B. Houses Where niggas stand out all night, and make thousands What you rep? Iraq – where niggas get buried And we fight dirty, and stay hungry So what you rep, dunn? Q.B., we like to blow faces And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages [Verse 2: Noreaga] Aiyyo, yo – stick it to you, black magic like voodoo They can't fuck with us, 'cause y'all cats straight doo-doo (You niggas stink like shit) I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes Niggas ain't got love for the jakes; do whatever it takes Climbin' down terraces, and the fire escapes Yo, we move money, money move me Yo, I'm usually – livin' it up (Livin' it up nigga, what!) Gettin' my dick sucked Bone a bitch in the butt, make her say "what-what!" [Verse 3: Prodigy] Now, gun talk, do you speak the same language? For your sake, I hope so, let's rap a taste, yo My shit spit like a retard, and plus, boss I drool for the day me and you could face-off It gets gangster, when my clique step in the room We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune This is for my dunns who rest in coffins I wish y'all was – wish y'all was here [Chorus: Prodigy, Noreaga] So what you rep, dunn? Iraq – where niggas burst guns And everybody on the block pump junk So what you rep, dunn? Dunn, The Infamous, Q.B. Houses Where niggas stand out all night, and make thousands What you rep? Iraq – where niggas get buried And we fight dirty, and stay hungry So what you rep, dunn? Q.B., we like to blow faces And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages [Verse 4: Noreaga] Yo, what the deally, P? Iraq combine, Q.B.  And you know we smash the industry, negatively So fuck a good boy, I always been a foul hood boy Yo, as a youth I had ringworms, and all that shit A lil' dirt ball nigga, throwin' dirt at ya clique 'Cause me an Aknel, nigga, ain't packed no bags We rather be in the streets, sellin' yellow mesc' tabs 'Cause where we from, muh'fucker, yo the game don't stops Or we was – out thuggin', yo, we had chicken-pox Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw, Final Chapter brigades It definitely get real, on stage I ain't the Madd Rapper, but I'm mad at rap niggas They're sellin' records, yo, actin like they clap niggas 'Cause me and P. get money like L.S.G.  While them cats small change like a ES3 Yo, I'm still the same cat, that I used to be Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries Coastin', always hit 'em with the thug potion Look at you now, now you just full emotion Prankster height, my peoples like the gangster-type Queens niggas like to shoot, ain't afraid to fight While y'all niggas wear Pampers like the cradle type Mainly hype, Thugged Out, shined with light [Chorus: Prodigy, Noreaga] So what you rep, dunn? Iraq – where niggas burst guns And everybody on the block pump junk So what you rep, dunn? Dunn, The Infamous, Q.B. Houses Where niggas stand out all night, and make thousands What you rep? Iraq – where niggas get buried And we fight dirty, and stay hungry So what you rep, dunn? Q.B., we like to blow faces And pop slugs in your illest nigga's rib cages