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Yeah, that's right everybody get some act right

Aww s***, Ya know the name
Who flip flows like chessboards, there go the games
I'm drugs to the brain
Even on the 14th of February I ain't got no love for Elaine
Back doin' my thang, right
Livin' the fast life
B**** grab a seat at the bar, get you some act right
If that don't do it then rock, lets bring it back like

Damn right, everybody get some act right

Ever since I came up, rappers done changed up
Put your walking shoes back on and step your game up
I'm getting through off the books, rock we banked up
Y'all don't think my s*** off the hook, then yall can hang on
I'm like a king that's so fresh so clean
I leave niggaz like black coffee, no cream
Come inside the party f*** up the whole scene

That's right, everybody get some act right

Get up get up, ya know what we came here for
What up what up, get your asses out on the floor
Come on come on, I've been away for far too long
Guess who's back and far too strong for ya niggaz
We feelin' good tonight, we hittin' 'dro like
We gettin' money and gettin' honeys that flow like
My mic, my clothes, my life, my doe

Thats right everybody get some act right

Ya damned if you do, ya damned if you don't
Step inside my Range and get blammed if you won't
My clan in the joint, man we got it locked
Like whatever niggaz got in the bank, I got it stopped
Y'all already know of my strength already growin'
And this game many may come but few are chosen
I don't usually do this, but keep the party going live

Damn right everybody get some act right

I get tips from BIG and Pac when they blastin' the heat
If you's a rapper, don't ever ride the passenger seat
One to grow on
When up s***'s creek, you get your roll on
Boy I never stop, I go on, so on and so on
Rappers can't f*** with me
My career's like somebody put glue in your chair
And now your stuck with me
I don't use pick up lines, I guess I'm just picky

That's right everybody get some act right

Get up get up, ya know what we came here for
What up what up, get your asses out on the floor
Come on come on, I've been away for far too long
Guess who's back and far too strong for ya niggaz
We feelin' good tonight, we hittin' 'dro like
We gettin' money and gettin' honeys that flow like
My mic, my clothes, my life, my doe

Damn right everybody get some act right

Extra extra read all about it
Who s**** they grounded, flies all around it
My trees don't doubt it, they green as a salad
All American Express I never leave home without it
I'll never go pop, Meth Man I'm about it
Whenever I rock, the jam's over crowded
I'm never gonna stop, the fans won't allow it

Damn right everybody get some act right

Yo, get it you got it, if you got it then good
There's a lot of rappers rappin' but not a lot of 'em could
I'm that boy in the hood that told Red Riding Hood
There ain't nothin' but wars in my neck of the woods
So! who's ready for MC whoa?
What's b***? B*** is what I got teeth for
I eat up everything on my plate then eat yours like

That's right everybody get some act right

Get up get up, ya know what we came here for
What up what up, get your asses out on the floor
Come on come on, I've been away for far too long
Guess who's back and far too strong for ya niggaz
We feelin' good tonight, we hittin' 'dro like
We gettin' money and gettin' honeys that flow like
My mic, my clothes, my life, my doe

Damn right everybody get some act right

Stand up! Staten Island, Lond Island get some act right
Every borough, New Jersey get some act right
Each state, west coast, east coast
Dirty south, midwest get some act right
If it ain't well, it ain't right
If it ain't Meth, it ain't tight
So on that note like this, everybody get some act right