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    (J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
    Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
    Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
    It's that hop I'm talkin bout right here Timbo!

    I can't be stopped when it hop like this family, uhh!
    (Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!)

    They say hola' hovito
    That's what they sayin when I roll up with my people
    My music bangin like - them vatos locos got rap in a chokehold
    And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
    Calle-te la boca, my baby
    All I wanna, do is, stroke ya all crazy
    My, dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
    Mami keep comin back cause mami came vicious
    Catch Hov' in the drop, nasty thang lane switchin
    Once you turn your neck for a sec your dame's missin
    Bujando, bujando, the cops is comin
    Got that rap patrol behind yo, get to runnin
    I'm unstoppable Hov', untoppable flows
    I'm the compadre, the Sinatra of my day
    Ol' Blue Eyes my nigga, I did it my way
    If y'all not rollin with Hov' then hit the highway

    [Chorus] *
    (Hola' hovito!) Yeah, yeah (Hola' hovito!)
    Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
    Put it down for my PEO-PLE!
    (Hola' hovito! Hola' hovito!)
    Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
    Put it down for my PEO-PLE!

    * an extra "yeah" before the 5th line first time, 2nd line second,
    and the 5th line the third time

    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O.
    Hov' been about that dough since I was a day old
    Oh, push perrico if I need to for the rule of evil
    Was born in the belly that's the way the streets breed you
    One life to live - notice you get no sequel
    So I truly got to live this like my last movie
    Six oohie, jewels drippin, big toolie
    I ball for real, y'all niggaz is Sam Bouie
    And with the third pick - I made the earth sick
    M.J., hem Jay, fade away perfect
    I rhyme sicker than every rhyme spitter
    Every crime nigga that rhyme or touch a mic because my mind's quicker
    I'm a eighty-eighter, nine-six to "Reasonable Doubt"
    Temper short, don't take much to squeeze you out
    Yeah you shinin but the only thing you're leavin out
    You're a candle in the sun - that shit don't even out


    Hold up; naw muh'fuckers - y'all muh'fuckers
    better run to the post office and get a job muh'fuckers
    or starve muh'fuckers, cause Jay's been the only one
    eatin thus far sub-par muh'fuckers
    Naw even though y'all hate I love y'all muh'fuckers
    "Friend or Foe," y'all all my muh'fuckers
    If you haven't heard, I'm Michael Magic and Bird
    all rolled in one - cause none got more flows than Young
    Plus got more flows to come
    And if I ain't better than Big, I'm the closest one
    So move over - hoes, choose Hova
    My food for though so hot it give you dudes ulcers
    Rovers, roasters, poseurs
    gettin it in with me, livin like they supposed tah
    Watches, chain, front row at the game
    Sold out arena, all screamin my name, c'mon

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