That’s What’s Happenin’

Lyrics

[Intro: The Madd Rapper] Haha, you know what I'm sayin? Yeah, boy This goes out to all y'all hatin' ass niggas, word Tray Lee, Murda Mase, The Madd Rapper, boy Check it Yo, yo, yo [Verse 1: The Madd Rapper] You know the rules, the more dough, the more hoes Sell a mil', do more shows, can I? Lord knows, stole that ice in your earlobe It's mine 'til I can afford those I really don't give a fuck about none of y'all Gettin' paid, making fun of y'all, I'm runnin y'all Play in the back while I'm jugging in front of y'all Wish I could diss each and every one of y'all The Madd Rapper, Brooklyn Sorry I took long, gettin' my crook on Caucasias, [?], the book's on Now I'm all wacked and Dot tracks, the girls say, "Good song" Shit, for the bread, Dot said "Spit hot ledge and make 'em nod they head" 'Cause if this don't work, crack'll crack again Sounds of serving word, that's what's happenin' [Chorus: Tracey Lee, The Madd Rapper, Mase, Tracey Lee & The Madd Rapper] For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' heard? (Crazy Cat, H World) (Word, that's what's happenin') If you ain't scared to budge, split a dutch and puff with us (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Another smash again, that's more ash and cash again (Word, that's what's happenin') [Verse 2: Mase] When y'all thing drops, the kid think gats This shows to Puff to give bling-drop To know what I am, you gotta know what you not to tell Tick off and jiggle by the glow of the watch When I was coming up, yo, they used to laugh at it Now my 600 seats lay back like Crapmatic Number tax bracket, Phil Casey I can shit on the bench, shit still lace me She burped the next day, still taste me Now I'm [?] safety, every nigga on the hill crave me Pimp a light, play no hoe, Murda the name I did that other shit to make dough For '99, go with the name, you know Rappers go [?] and get the kid [?] We ain't playin', H World All and out, Crazy, Crazy Cat [Chorus: Tracey Lee, The Madd Rapper, Mase, Tracey Lee & The Madd Rapper] For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) If you ain't scared to budge, split a dutch and puff with us (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Another smash again, that's more ash and cash again (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) [Verse 3: Tracey Lee] If I got a hot sixteen, I'ma spit that Bricks of Q-Fiends, I'ma flip that Some hoes, I still don't know how I hit that You think you gettin' ya' spot back? Forget that High as we can, you got to clip that One son spit up, cut, sniff that Don't hit the club until we throw a fifth back Nigga, 7.63, where yo' clique at? Tray Lee, ha, sick like rabies .44's, my niggas spray these Shows, hoes, y'all know we slay these They just hot, not [?] these Tray Lee runnin' with cats that's crazy Nobody laughin', fuck all the yappin' Gats get to clappin', pull shit If you come to Philly with the bullshit, that's what's happenin' [Chorus: Tracey Lee, The Madd Rapper & Mase] For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) If you ain't scared to budge, split a dutch and puff with us (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Another smash again, that's more ash and cash again (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on) Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' h-