Lyrics:

[*phone rings*] [Pharrell] Hello? [Terrar] Yo Pharrell, get the fuck up Get the fuck up right now [Pharrell] Huh? [Terrar] Yo, it's your day date and we go this nigga tied down, right now [Pharrell] Yo, wait til' I get there [Malice] Dawg, you ain't gonna make it out of here bitch Fuck what you thinkin' nigga? Hold him up yo, ya'll ready to do this nigga Why not, I got his ass, I got his ass [Verse - Malice] You don't really want none of this though I let 'em know from the get go See ya'll is a bit slow Tryin' come wit the hits but they missed though Retaliate make 'em drop like a six fo' Why you hate 'cause I didn't give a shoutout Or the way that my shine turn the spot out You think you can rhyme but you not out Or the way we drop the top when it's hot out Anyone you can pick and choose Why ya'll stagnant, my niggaz stick and move My name say it all, ain't got shit to prove My whole mental ain't shit to lose You all niggaz snooze if you wanna But you gonna be a gonna, please forgive me, your honor But that fool tried to take what's mine That's the reason I had to utilize my nine Otherwise, you can be right here now Talkin' bout how the Clipse don' bit his style (style) Back in the day how we did him foul (foul) Or how we don' switched, how you like me now? And anything else that them haters may say Come how you want, just bring it the right way Mayday, what they gon say Coming to they hood, the Clipse and Tammy [Chorus - Tammy Lucas] Mother fucker what you here for? Now you wonder why I gotta the chrome four to your ear for So you can hear yo (Uncle T