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Bang (What's this?) This thing right here is for the clubs I want y'all to get on up Uh, uh, uh, aha Greg N I C E I'm in the house, turn it out, no doubt, no doubt Pyscho Les is in the house Beatnuts is all up in the house, uh Big Ju is all up in the house A mega lover, double Manny is all up in the house We turn it out, we turn it out, we turn it out out out Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Aiyyo, the heat from the 'Nuts' is traditional You taking cheap shots, it's subliminal I'm dissin' you straight up Wrinkle your face up Actin' like you can't feel me, yo This is pay back, smash your single and your video Put the Tech to your neck and force a story out of ya Snuffed your producer and drop kicked your choreographer (Hwa) Honey's scream, "What?" We they see me jumpin' out the money green truck Into the club, so we can tear it up Like the 3-6, sippin' on sum syrup And Mozarella sticks for dessert I make beats like presto Platinum hits like this grow Bustin' shots in your projecto, like Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit 120 mil an episode like Seinfeld She tryin' act like her shit don't smell Can't beat, for losin' niggaz be jel Comin' through wit my click on my coat tail Pump a lil' weight so I'm not frail Sittin' back poppin' shit on my Nextel Sun goin' down, now time to spark an L Do it for the kids like Kenan and Kel Big Psych, pass ya man the Visine Eyes blood shine from puffin' that green Stay amped up without the caffeine It's just me, myself, and Irene Brush your, brush your breath wit Dentene Rock my blue jeans like Bruce Springsteen Bitches on my dick, it's just a small thing Oh, the heat is on, baby, baby Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say What? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit Junkyard bodyguard? Never god, party hard Niggaz wanna see me in the club, got the rowdy squad Corona niggaz don't play, at least me niggaz Gun tottin' maniacs wit the rotten livers Holdin' it down, blowin' it down That's my word everywhere we go know it's your crown Put the boogie in your ass for free Your gurl's stickin' out her ass at me I'm Big Ju that's how it has to be Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit Uh, who turned the heat up? Oh, so hot in here, oh, I need to know Who turned the heat up? Oh, so hot in here, oh oh Big Psych, y'all, is on fire, Juju now, is on fire Pito now is on fire, Loud Records is on fire True Blue now, is on fire I can't take it, somebody is on fire Now work it out, now Work it out now Work it out now Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit