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[Lil' Ya] It ain't but one U.N.L.V. nigga, so stop Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger It ain't but one U.N.L.V. nigga, so stop Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style why is everybody Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style [Tec-9] You got to know how to roll, you got to know what to do You got to make them stanky hoes pop that pussy for you Cuz every time I throw down Uptown, the people gather round To them bitches on the side they keep jockin' my sound That's how it is, that's how it goes To them nigga's on the side they ain't nothin' but hoes I keep makin' 'em think I business but I'm still comin' at'cha Take it to Slim, and wrestle ya I'm a have to pimp slap ya [Chorus: Tec-9] Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style Why is everybody Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style [Yella Boy] When I thinkin' of a motherfucker right I'm gettin' pissed Talkin' about the Dissy Dance how they had that bitch SongtexteWho I'm talkin' to, yes you not the Allah Hand's Sweatin' so hard you need three or four towels Nigga get yo mind right, or get beat up You better be yo fuckin' self, before ya Find yo self stumped [Chorus: Yella Boy and Lil' Ya] Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style Why is everybody Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style [Lil' Ya] How can I kick it off, or should I kick the new shit or Maybe I can talk about a another bitch always Suckin' a nigga dick, well I'm a kick it like this Cuz I'm kinda mad, that make us feel like We a king so I'm kinda glad You know them nigga's that be bitin' another Nigga shit you ain't respectin' bitch so get yo own shit The capital Y-A is from the Three U.N.L.V. This some shit that you bit from me Toss a dog bitch to yo motherfuckin' boy I orginated that, cuz I'm the real McCoy I say a doggin' doggin' doggin' hoe You got it from me I'm from the Third Ward nigga and I love to "G" you's a stupid motherfucker cuz you jockin' My style I got to send a fuckin' shout out to my boy Juvenile You's a stupid bitch, cuz you not one of the fella's Every thing you say you got it from Tec, Ya, Yella [Chorus: Tec-9] [Tec-9] Wusup nigga, why ya wanna still my rhymes Cuz you know fuckin' well there's only one Tec-9 I'm kickin' it loud, so fuck the job, I make 'em clap to this Play yo self for a beatin' cuz I'm gettin' pissed I say ya shakin' it washin' it dizzy It ain't about that, you got to know how to keep Yo pocket's fat [Chorus: Tec-9 and Lil' Ya] [Yella Boy] You bitin' and you snipin' and I don't like that Keep sweatin' my style and I'm a go get my gat For all you rappin' ass nigga's talkin' bout the Trues and Bauds I got my nigga Tec-9 Kickin' it and shakin' it bout them hoes Bitch stop talkin' that shit Cuz my boy Lil' Ya talkin' shit about another bitch The Eddie Eddie Bow Dance you got it from me I'm from the Third Ward sucker's that 1-2-3 [Chorus: Yella Boy and Lil' Ya] [Lil' Ya] I'm takin' a bitch to the Roshambeau Then to the Sugar Bowl, doin' a show Makin' the whole crowd roar Ya see my name is Lil' Ya and I'm down for my crown I hope you know that the "U" is for Uptown My boy Tee is the type, that love's to pull the trigger I hope you know that the motherfuckin' "N" is for Nigga's My boy Gary love to fight, he not down with killin' I hope you know the motherfuckin' "L" is for Livin' Tec is kickin' a kickin' kickin' it so you know he not stylin' I hope you know that motherfuckin' "V" is for Violent My boy Moe is in the house, you know I can't forget Hey Shaw, peep the gat and always reach yo dick I gotta holla at some real old gee's My nigga Baby and Slim and my motherfuckin' boy Shorty [Chorus: Yella Boy] [Yella Boy] As I grew up to leaches on a lurk But a nigga heard was shit while I was doin' them a drink I remember the next night, I should because it was long I got loaded of that Gin, I looked around and heard my song A nigga be sweatin' but I got to learn to let it I'm the one gettin' paid them sucker's still try'na get it [Chorus x2: Lil' Ya] {Lil' Ya} It ain't but one U.N.L.V. nigga, so stop Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger It ain't but one U.N.L.V. nigga, so stop Rap, huntin', stuntin', frontin' to make yo name bigger Everybody's jockin' U.N.L.V. Style why is is everybody Jockin' U.N.L.V. Style [x5] Aus Songtexte Mania