What you gonna say if they say that kid did it? Yeep!
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Story behind the song
This song is just one of those high energy songs, and the concept is basically about when people confront you with shit, what you gonna say?? If you're really gangsta, gangsta bout it, you'd say "Yeep! I did it, and what?" It's just don't hold back, just tell them like it is... the truth shall set you free...
Lyrics
7... “Yeep”
Instrumental: Juelze Santana “Dip Set (Santana’s Town) - From Me To U [Diplomats/Roc-A-Fella]
HOOK - Prince Earl (2X):
What you gonna say if they say that kid did it?… Yeep/ what you gonna say if they that kid did it?… Yeep/ what you gonna say if they say that you did it?… Yeep/ did you do it? Yeep… that’s gangsta, alright…
Prince Earl:
I don’t play fair, I bite, scratch, and throw bottles/ scoop up crack whores and turn down your favorite models/ Shallow Hal taste if that whore’s spending cheese/ I can see her inner-beauty if that whore’s spending g’s/ keys to the ignition, but they ain’t R. Kelly’s/ I fuck with grown women with big butts, ask Nelly/ I’m 6’ foot 3” I got rockets that bang/ blow out bong smoke, I got white boys with bangs/ 60-120, I’m 630 on your team/ leave you wrinkled up niggas just impressed with the steam/ I’m your worse nightmare, man your girl’s favorite dream/ don’t come around hurr if you’re lacking self-esteem/ don’t player hate, I operate with no emotion/ coasting, roasting, check the no-wheel motion/ style’s hard to find like Lacey P up in the ocean/ my promotion will give your favorite rapper a demotion…
HOOK - Prince Earl (2X)
Cruci-Fix:
Cruci’s capable of endless possibilities/ it’s not debatable, I’m gonna end your block’s activities/ so quit pinning me, I’ll cut off your air supply/ I’ll call your moms to the morgue just to verify who you got burried by/ I can see you guys are terrified/ rule 1 in this game don’t be scared to die/ rule 2, cut this dough so we can share this pie/ don’t believe me mother fucker? Just stare in my eyes/ ya’ll lame, got your backs glued to the seats/ stop your heartbeat just as soon as it beats/ Vietnam booby traps, your whole platoon will retreat/ move on your fleet, we got you like tigers in the grass/ pull a Busta Rhymes and set Fire to that Ass/ I’ll murk you "Right Thurr", like this was a Chingy song/ give you nightmurrs, your kids are scared to sing-along/ bring that bitch to Cruci-Fix, yeah we can get it on…
HOOK - Prince Earl (2X)
Maintain:
You can catch me in Hell, eating Flamin’ Hot Cheeto’s/ or with a thick rich white bitch from Oswego/ don’t take me for a joke man, I rob people/ my gun doesn’t give a fuck you know hopkeeto/ so fuck you and everyone that rolls with you/ I’ll snatch your gun and smack you with your own pistol/ cuz I don’t understand none of that street slang you talking/ so don’t say shit to me dude, just keep walking/ ah shit, Maintain don’t give a fuck again/ I’m okay at rap, I’m better at drug smuggling/ I love rhyming, but I really love hustling/ I’m, unfocused, I just drunk a ton of gin/ look dude, I’m crazy man/ I’m probably more sent off than a Jay-Z fan/ shit popping, popping shit constant, mother fuckers mad cuz I’m worth a big profit…