If You Want It Lyrics - Melvin Flynt - Da Hustler - Noreaga

I guess it's my turn again, so I'mma do it again 3X 

Chorus 2X: Noreaga 

If you want it, you can get it 

Is you wit it, say what, what, what, what 

I guess it's my turn again, so I'mma do it again 

Film flap with different languages, and bottles of gin 

I hear the crowd say what what, support my ass 

I hear the crowd say what what, and shake they ass 

Get a jump off, jumped off, and bounce with me 

Say what? Why don't y'all just bounce with me 

Yo why don't everybody bounce with me 

Niggas bounce, ladies bounce, just bounce with me 

Meet me at the hotel, smoke a ounce with me 

Heard you holla holla, so I holla back 

I heard this cat got a track, said I'm weak in my rap 

How could stupid say that, when I brought him back 

He need to slow down, and get off that crack 

Aiyo, he ain't a thug and he never was 

I had beef with his hood, where the hell he was? 

Yo forget that though, let's play tic tac toe 

I throw the mic in the crowd when I'm whippin the show 

I throw the mic in the crowd when I'm rippin the show 

Chorus 2X 

Yo let me do it like one more time, one more time 

Get the crowd hype like one more rhyme 

Man listen, I'm just tryin glisten 

Yo fresh off parole, straight outta prison 

Get a green in the crib, yo, to revive me 

Huh, every other day when I'm feelin grimy 

Proud to be home, rock diamonds grown 

If you don't believe ask Lil' Jerome 

I did songs with Keith Sweat to R. Kelly 

Me, Mya and Raekwon, video for Belly 

Pun and Joe, Nas and Nature 

Me, Bus, Cam, and the Lox made prettier knots 

We got people's that's connected, while ya got half knots 

The only gang you connected to is Neighborhood Watch 

So what what, keep the motivation 

Fuck you nigga, and the Tenants Assosiation 

Chorus 2X 

Keep ya shit together, yo ya things attached 

Yo ya lyrics is hot, ya hooks is wack 

Check Feds magazine, see me cover the back 

Yo I outpar Rich Porter, AZ, Gangsta Lou 

And that nigga Tone Capone 

O.T., yo you know nigga phone on roam 

Gangsta shit, watch when 'Pone come home 

Fuck them other niggas, other niggas shoot them own 

Rather shoot myself, then shoot my clone 

Make them suck the gun nigga, suck on chrome 

On ya mark get set go, yo now you can run 

Fuck the Presidente/President Day, I got the platinum one 

I'm like Kiko from the pub, yo I pour you a drink 

Now assassin in your cup, and you ain't even think 

Chorus 2X