Cheers lyrics

[Intro]
[strached "Obie"]

[Chorus - Timbaland]
He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"
Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"
Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey

[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]

Yeah
Let ya'll niggers know me
Yeah
Woo

Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven
A nigga enter
Big lips, popped out placenta
Mamma ain't breast feed, had no pop need
Pop leaves shit but a name, Obie
Elementary homie, that's how it started
In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart
Fuck niggers, claimin they hard
A nigga come home touched
My motherfuckin' momma bangin' me harder

Verse 1 - Obie Trice]

Baby im feeling the feelings you givin', Im feelin your style
N' im willing to let my guard down to figure u out
Im picturin your figure in a swimsuit whilin
Somewhere in the carribean islands
Cuz the vibe you giving me now
Feels like im a innocent child
A sinner whose never tempted when other womens around
Hands down this is my vow
I never heard a moan sound so profound

[Obie Trice]
Can we re- can we re-enact Biggie's song?
C-can you shit on me?
I just want you to shit on me

[Hook - Eminem {*singing*}]
Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby
I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend
If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions
I'll kill you
Bitch I'm fuckin'
For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered
If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love

Yea
Obie Trice
Real name no gimmicks
I came in the game profane no image
I came in the game with the name I was given from a mang
Who didn't give a fuck about his chil'den

I proclaim the name though
Never in vain no
Watch the change grow
A young nigga who didn't gain from fame
Cock the Range Ro'
Now they want my brains on the main road

But they don't understand what I came fo'

[Eminem]
Naw
We ain't done
I love bein hated, it's great it
Let's me know that I made it
I wouldn't have it no other way
I wouldn't trade it for the world
Only lets me know that Im loved
By so many other motherfuckers
That hate you in this buzz
You keep fuckin with us
We keep fuckin you up
And keep pullin the rug from up under you
And what's even more fucked up
Is we enjoy what were doin so much

[Dr. Dre]
Yeah
Yo, let's bring it

[Chorus Eminem]
What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?
Are you gonna stand and fight like a man?
Will you be as hard as you say you are?
Or you gonna run and go get your bodyguard?
I said What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?
Are you gonna stand and fight like a man?
And show us you're as hard as you say you are?

"The Set Up"
(feat. Nate Dogg)

[Intro - Obie Trice]
Bitch I see you, cause you know I know you
Yeah I know you.

[Verse - Obie Trice]
Last time I saw you
You was brewed up, booed up, ready for a new fuck
Last time you saw me
I was P-I to the motherfucking M-P WHAT!
And lately I heard you's a broke bitch livin in the lower class suburb

Tony Yayo: "Yea, u rockin wit the talk of New York, Tony Yayo
Shady/Aftermath and the soul assassins..here we go")

[Chorus: 5

[Intro - Proof]

Hah! This is DJ Seven Duece

Fresh up out your momma's mouth

So when she spit's you know how I "cum"

You know what I mean, haha
We release the Dogg Hour

Where we give a shout out to my School Craft Playaz

Detroit's in the house, live at Roll-in-Wills

Obie Trice baby, check it out...

[Verse - Obie Trice]

[Chorus - (Scratched)]
(I am in fact, unbelivable)
The name's Obie Trice, the well known asshole
(I be what I wanna, shut yer fuckin' mouth child child)
[Verse One]
Aiyo, its massive now, Obie Trice is now here
So all weak mutherfuckers step to the rear
My techniques been sweet since I was a embryo
On tour fetus
And at birth who could belive this?

[Obie Trice]

Can we re- can we re-enact Biggie's song?

C-can you shit on me?

I just want you to shit on me

[Hook - Eminem (singing)]

Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby

I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend

If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions

I'll kill you

Bitch I'm fuckin'

For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered

If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love

(feat. Keith Murray)

[Keith Murray]
yo
[Obie Trice]
real name no gimmicks nigga
O. Trice and Keith (that's right)
My nigga speak (the most beautifullest shit in the world)
When two niggas meet and take it to the street
O. rep the D
And I Long Island iced tea when I roll with Keith (that's right)
Squad unleash the heat whenever Obie roamin

[Chorus]
I want my Dat back
I want my Dat back
I need my Dat back
I want my Dat back
Where the hell is my Dat at
I want my Dat back
I need my dat back
I want my Dat back
I need my Dat back
I want my Dat back
I played 13 for that
I want my Dat Back
I need my dat back
I want my Dat Back
I need my dat back

[Verse One]
Yo I been listen to you since I was a small crop

Don't come down things will always wake up

Don't come down things will always wake up

Don't come down things will always wake up

So when you find yourself in peices

As a child i was fowl

(uh) Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out ya mouth (daddys ain't shit)

[Skit]

[Woman #1:] I know that ain't my homie over there

[Obie:] Keep sendin pages to the motherfucker

[Woman w/ Obie:] Well

[Woman #1:] Obie!
[Woman w/ Obie:] Is somebody calling you?

[Obie:] Nah, nah

[Woman #1:] Obie! One ball

[Obie:] All I'm sayin is I don't even know the situation .

[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]

Yes I understand I done came a long way

From huggin them corners to appearin on TV

From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me

To makin 'em hits, like this shit's easy
But it's not, it's a whole lot of bullshit involved

And truthfully, I'd rather be bullshittin with ya'll

But I gotta chase the donuts, cocoa's growin

[Obie Trice]
Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
Rap; I been in it ever since I was invented
That's cuz a nigga live it
My records wield digits in history - niggaz you be the witness
I got the white boys mad at me
Cuz Em, signed another black boy like he nigga happy
Caucasians, Marshall knows talent
Obie Trice a riot, that's why he's hired
I hit ya raves, balloons and E's

Yea

Obie Trice

Real name no gimmicks

I came in the game profane no image

I came in the game with the name I was given from a mang
Who didn't give a fuck about his chil'den

I proclaim the name though

Never in vain no

Watch the change grow

A young nigga who didn't gain from fame

Cock the Range Ro'

Now they want my brains on the main road

[Hook]
Yea
This is the Coon
I'm with my man Mr. Trice
Def entertainment bout to take over this shit
Is yall mutha fuckers ready
Once again, is yall mutha fuckers ready.. yea.. yea

[Verse One]
Mr. Trice, One in a Mil.. Fuck it I'm one in a bill..
fuck it I'm one in a zill yo
This specimen is rare
A big lip nigga with an ice-cold stare
I cripple infinitely yall dare

(feat. Eminem and 50 Cent)

[Obie Trice]
You don't see me in the hood
It's cause I'm doin this man
[Verse 1]
[Obie Trice]
Nigga's I'm still grindin (yeah...)
I'm still hearin those sirens
I'm still gettin chased by those lights
Only the light's mine and my mic's on
And my time is none because I'm writin more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business

[Obie Trice]

Every man determined his definition of realness

What's real to him

Everybody's got their own definition of gangsta man

Okay, this is my definition of gangsta

Surprise motherfuckers

You thought I never would arise motherfuckers

It's Obie Trice motherfuckers

Look in the eyes of a real guy

I ain't got time for lies

Niggaz frontin like they lyin

[talking in background]

[Obie Trice - talking]

WOO!

Damn ..
There's a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy

I'm about to get drunk

Let's hold down, sleep

Where the bar at?

[crashing noise]

[Verse 1]

Okay, okie dokey Obie's here

No more focus, hobo's got a career

And I like your brassiere and there's a party in here

Shitted in it...ran from it nigga...fuck, i done did it all

i sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock

watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock (yo yo)

walkie talk to niggas from the corner when the feds bout to enter
pumped up blocks, some of the winter

kerosene heaters by my feet

takin tops off just so a nigga can eat lunch meat

4 days no z's from the first to third

[Intro]

A lotta' mathafuckas man...

Who Green, Shine Stringer, Keith Stringer Lawan, U Serv, Little Randy

That's what I'm doing this for...

[Verse 1]
Yeah... we aint here to mourn, we here to celebrate.

So this one is for all my dogs who didn't

make it in the struggle man I's remember

when I was on the Ave. clutching them dimes

Gut touching my spine, busting my

Get the fuck up, motherfucker

Hey yo, when i step up on the bar
everybody hits the fuckin floor
lucky motherfuckers make it to the door
cause when i spit on the mics, i spit raw
which cause confusion, from the bar to the dance floor
i keep the club on the vex
cause he got a penny when i spit and replace a lot of shit
niggas get the wildin

[Verse 1]

Hey yo I'm focused, it's the locust

O. Trice is holdin the soldiers, the prognosis

Probably why I rose from zero to hope

Cause I was wide eyed and open nosed on my approach (nigga)
Hold the toast you provoke

44 Snub hugs my scrotum when I roll

Yes I hold my own

Swifty think you be boast clone, I'm aimin

Watch 'em switchin to Damons

(Dr. Dre)

Yeah, yo lets bring it

[Chorus](Eminem)

What you gonna do when shit hits the fan
Are you gonna stand and fight like a man

Will u be as hard as you say you are

Or you gonna run and go get your body guard I said

What you gonna do when shit hits the fan

Are you gonna stand and fight like a man

Show us you as hard as you say you are