I Got Cha Opin (Remix)

Yeah, original crooks, original heads. We doin' it like this Word up! I woke up in the morning, hopped on a train I saw my man He had an L in his hand, hide it from the beast At least I catch a bus before I hit my block I take a mega hit frontin' on the good ship lollipop Move the hop so I can put the hip in the grip Everybody slip so I can take a trip to the dip Dig a deeper hole microphone control with soul Look at my hot eye's tell me how could you be cold I'm coming to you from the underground, with a thunder sound #1 question, "Yo how can I be down?" But I tell you bring your lighter and roll your finger Back up on the lighter so you can see the fire finger Go from left to right then front to back Herbal verbal lead is givin' the mic contact React whenever I keep your head scopin' Ahh don't front you know I got cha opin Don't front, you know I got cha opin It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin Check my dialect from my diaphram my man (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin Check the dialect from my diaphram my man Me and my crew walk the streets at night Like lookin' for the right one, baby If it's payday I'm at your doorstep I never sweat swingin' the epp nowadays 'cuz my rep Is known for the tricks that is straight like toys In the cypher with my boys, we be gettin' busy Wreckin' shop. I drop the top make the seeds pop From the live that I sparked last night in the dark I be dedicated to the moon 'cuz it's Black Resurrect, come back, tell me about the other side jack Now we goin' back to "Who's Got The Props?" when I blew up the spot Last year on The Box Pressure to come back with another fat single Not too underground to make you stop when you mingle But bust it, pay attention to the third verse And I'mma take you to another level first, Yeah Don't front, you know I got cha opin It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin Now you're sweatin' Evil Dee number 1 DJ! (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin Now you're sweatin' Evil Dee number 1 DJ! First of all listen, I'm the N you know that When you see me at a show you better prepare for the flow Right away. I'm dimmin' the brighter day It's never sunny, still don't nothin' move but the honey out the page So I enta the brotha zone. I come to the front of the stage And let you know who's on the phone. Leave it alone See it's a hip hop thang. Not a fake drip drop fame or corny ass lame You can fool the rest but you can't fool me See the best school me for the simple fact It's the g-o-d, buck to the shot Still took the techs and Buck took the rocks So forget the past, no more Shorty Strictly Buckshot, I rock you 1 down to 40 Below I gots to let her know that I am the day that never tire everytime I felt the fire People try this when your jam got cold Used to be the man now your band got old I know the plan, so I keep you scopin' Don't front you know I got cha opin Don't front, you know I got cha opin It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin Check the dialect from my diaphram my man (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks (Duck Down!) Don't front, you know I got cha opin Check the dialect from my diaphram my man Yeah, without no doubt. This is dedicated to my man Big 5, Big Trev. Real's in the place to be We're coming to get you out, kid And we out...no doubt...