Refrain:      It's mostly tha voice, that gets you up   It's mostly tha voice, that makes you buck   A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills   But if your voice ain't dope then you need to [chill... chill... ]      Up steps one, and he gets done   Then up steps another, he gets smothered   That's word to mother, or should I say moms   I drop bombs, scorchin niggaz like napalm   Sucka, boy, get off my shit   Get off my dick so what I make butter hits   You better change your behavior, battling gangstarr   No religion could save ya   My religion is rap, r-a-p   R-e-a-l-i-t-y, g   Cause when I rock street kids rejoice   I got mad rhymes, still      Refrain      So when you think you know the whole you don't even know the half   You're not a threat to myself, and neither to my staff   Not the type to really dance too much, although I used to   Rather bust a fresh line, and get loose to   The blunted ill types of beats premier makes   Makes your girl's rear shake, let me set it straight      Refrain      Some rappers use hooks to this shit   But if you took that shit out   And you took all the music out   What would remain? the voice no doubt   Bless my soul I control   When in pimp mode   My bank roll expands   I invest in my man   I plan, to keep rap real   So if your shit ain't fat then kneel   You squeal, feeling pain from my oral flex   What about oral sex, which chick's next   To open wide and get a chunk from a real brother   Yeah, some real funk from a real brother   They get sprung and most of them don't recover   But I don't diss em I just talk to em   Cause the sound, of my voice, it does a lot to em   So you and, the niggaz right there   Be aware, like swv, I'm right here   Waitin to correct your ass   And if you don't follow now I'll disrespect your ass   More vicious than sid, do a crime with no bid   I tell a bitch that I didn't when you know that I did   Take a trip to a land a-far   Then come back, and people still know gangstarr   See I'm the ladies choice   Cause I got crazy styles, still      Refrain      Outro: guru, shug      Oh shit shug, whattup   [whassup money? ]   Just loungin, about to go do this shit in the studio   [oh yeah, you just let me get on that shit   You always said I could get on, you need to let me get on that]   Word?    [for real man]   Yo man   [don't front on that shit]   I'm sayin yo, if I let you get busy, youknowhati'msayin   You can't be dissapointin me   [i flip shit, i'ma flip shit on this]   Aight man, let's go