Let's Go

(Freeway) Yeah, uh It's the year 2003 And we facing off And we got what it takes to ball If you got what it takes for D- Fence, when you leave the bench Bring your ball game, sneaks and all Get lost, if you ain't come to win Don't got what it takes to play It's NBA and we break the rim Post up and shoot the J Get the rebound do it again He scores, that's two more points Add it to the score board, wave to the crowd Acting all wild didn't see my coach Took it overboard got a flagrant foul Ouch, that hurt a little But I got what it takes to win Cross over then I work the middle Take mine shoot from the line Wound up scoring again It's Live (Memphis Bleek) They call me EA Bleek cause I'm in the game I play zone D nobody don't drive the lane Can't knock when I'm hot Stop pull up J or Cross em' over to the paint all day Thread the needle like Magic in his prime Trust you gotta foul me Send me to the line Cause it's free throws yo And I'm good with those Off the glass the free He's good with those And the squad camped out getting housed around Coach you gotta sub em' till a couple of em' down But me I'm gonna do it till it finish I ball all 4 quarters all 48 minutes Me MVP they envy Blee Cause the squad getting hot live We East champs dog get it right Trust you wanna play bring your ball and your Nikes LET'S GO