You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Tiled under the door, I'm smoking till the dazing Puff, puff, and pass, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, that nigga, that's a chaser Turn nuttin' to something, that pimpin', that's a savior Best things I bring, that pimpin', get your paper High off the ground instead of skyscraper Cool off thinking we local, come on homie, we major We major, come on homie, we major We major, come on homie, we major We major, come on homie, we major We major, come on Feeling better than some head on a Sunday afternoon Better than a chick to say yes too soon Until you have a daughter, that's what I call karma And you pray to God she don't grow breasts too soon Projects tow up, gang signs are stoned up Niggas' hats broke off, that's how we grow up Why else you think shorties write rhymes just to blow up? Keep they first car on that IRS show up He ain't never had shit, but he had that nine Nigga come through flickin' and he had that shine Put two and two together in a little bad weather Gonna be a whole family on that funeral line Ask the reverend, was the strip clubs cool? If my tips help, send a pretty girl through school That's all I want, like winos want they good whiskey I ain't in the clan, but I brought my hood with me You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazin' Tile under the door, I'm smokin' till the days end Puff puff the past, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for any night, nigga, that's a chaser Turn under some left, pimpin', that's a savior Best things I bring, not pimpin', get your paper High off the ground, instead of skyscraper Cool out, thinkin' we local, come on, homie, we major We major, come on, homie, we major We major, come on, homie, we major We major, come on, homie, we major We major, come on, homie, we major I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write First line, should it be about the hoes or the ice? Four fours or black price, both flows would be nice Rap about big paper on a black man flight At the studio console, ask my man to the right What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write? He said, nah, it's what the fans want, it's aromatic steel Medallion pad and pencil and jot is what I feel Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed Now I'm a free agent and I'm thinkin' it's time To build my very own Motown Cause rappers be deprived of executive non-defives And it hurts to see these companies be stealin' the light And I love to get my blood, sweat, and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony, the king got killed I survived a lot, but snickers around Massive longer than more than half of you clowns Look, I used to cook before I had the game took Either way, my change came like Sam Cooke Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You know better than I ever felt before today But better late than never to use all the irritation Cause TV can make it better throwin' all your cares away Come on, brothers, let's do the job and roll up And that's how we roll up And I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazin' Tile under the door, I'm smokin' to the dazin' Puff up that ass, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for any night nigga, that's a chaser Time not in the sun, life helpin', that's a savior Best things I bring, life helpin', get your paper High off the ground instead of skyscraper Cool off, thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major We major? Come on homie, we major We major? Come on homie, we major We major? Come on homie, we major We major? Feelin' better than I ever felt before today Had been like a never-endin' orientation Still we can make it better throwin' all your cares away Oh, oh, oh Can I talk my shit again? Can I talk my shit again? I can't believe I'm back up in this motherfucker I'ma be late though I gotta figure out what I'm gonna wear Yeah The Rock is definitely in the building The music's definitely in the building I gotta say what's up to Tony Williams On the vocals, he sings quite beautifully, don't you agree? Don't you agree? And John Bryan on the keys right now And Warren Campbell on the keys right now So they ask me Why you call it late registration, yeah? Cause we takin' these motherfuckers back to school Nah Feelin' better than I ever felt before today Had been like a never-endin' orientation Still we can make it better throwin' all your cares away used to this They can't do what we do, baby They can't do what we do, baby They can't do what we do, baby