Lyrics:

(Wyclef Jean)
Yo I'm happy to be in the South
To set off my tour in the countryside
But who better to set it off for me than this man right here

(Kenny Rogers)
Yo this Kenny Rogers chillin' on the country side
With men like Wyclef (uh-huh) Jerry Wonder (uh-huh)
Big Jack (mm-hmm) Big Beast (mm-hmm)
And we gon' do something like this for you

You got to know when to hold 'em (Yeah, Yeah!)
Know when to fold 'em (DJ's, DJ's!)
Know when to walk away (HIP-HOP, HIP-HOP!)
Know when to run... (Yeah, Yeah!)
You got to count your dub-plates (GHETTO, GHETTO, GHETTO)
Before you touch the turntables (ALL HOODS!)
'Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done (Y'ALL READY?)

Chorus: Kenny Rogers

You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em (soundbwoys)
Know when to walk away
Know when to run... (hey, hey, hey, hey..)
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (DJ's)
'Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done

(Pharoahe Monch)
Get the hell up!
'Clef said, get the hell up!
Now throw your hands in the sky (BO! BO! BO! BO!)
Brooklyn in the back shootin craps y'all whassup?
Ladies; lookin' hot and pretty
Doin' your thing in the club high saditty
WORLDWIDE - the gritty committee pity the fool that
Act {shitty} in the midst of the calm, the witty