文本歌词

(I Know I Got) Skillz - Shaquille O'Neal/Def Jef
Lyrics by：Shaquille O'Neal/Jeffrey Forston/Cecil Demetrius Womack
Composed by：Shaquille O'Neal/Jeffrey Forston/Cecil Demetrius Womack
Produced by：Def Jef/Meech Wells
Bust 'em in the eye shaq
You wanna fight
Come fight me
I'll hit ya with the wa
Psh
Psh
Psh
See
See
I get dirty after dark
I'll treat like spielberg
You get your a*s kicked in the park
Ohh
You don't believe me
The proof is in the pudding
Little boy in the hood
Way before cuba gooding
I flip scripts with the mad pa style
Freeze
Music please
I dribble rhymes like basketball ems
People call me e
T
What's that shaq man
Extra tall ems
You better than shaq tack
Fool
Shut up liar
I lean on the statue of liberty when I get tired
Then I'll punch you in the stomach
I don't give a heck
Hey yo
Why you bug a hooker like that
Yo
She breasted on my neck
People walk around like yall
They got charred
But I'm big like gorilla
6 7
Large
I kick rhymes like mo duck kwong you
I smoke smoke the mic mic
I chech and chong you
You don't like shaq
Frankly I don't give a d**n
I know I got skillz man
I know I got skillz man
Surprise
Look who's back
Not a prize from a cracker jack
Look at that
It's def jef with the shaq attack
Flexin'
I'll be crackin' your back with the boom
Boom
Bap
Pass the mic over here
You ain't gon' want it back
Everybody said I got fat
Yep
But so did my wallet
Still ripping rhymes and dropping bombs like ali
Mohammed
Do yourself a solid
Don't flex
You go s*x
You know the time
Get the hard hat
The rolex
The way I see
If I was wack like you I'd be at me
The way I hold it down
You'd swear my name was gravity
Def jef with the funk
Def jef don't front
You know how the name is spelt
I'm making it vital
Jack in
My title
Fool
Break yourself
Attack the track like shaq on a whack broad
Coming up with the hits
And I'm coming down with the backboard
Don't fake the funk
Just make the sound's up from the trunk
The reason your tape didn't hit the deck is
Because your hits don't bump
So get back
Ain't no hassle
'Cuz you ain't holding nuthin'
Keep sticking around
You get beat down like you stole something
Sleep on me and the shaq and your own
'Cuz I know I got skills man
I know I got skills man
Ah yeah
Yall don't know nothing about this
The shaq man's in the arsenal
What's up like that
Double xl in the nine oh's kid
Skillz to make mills
Big up
Flava unit
Funky town
Goes I fact
Ya large
So check this out shaq man
We gon' let this beat play right here
Let the brothers and sister know
Nah
Nah
Let me continue
I'm a be like d rock and see
What's next on the menu
Mic checka
The rim and rhyme wrecka
Rocks from here to mecca
Boom shack a lak a lak a
I got a hand that'll rock ya cradle
Cream you like cheese
Spread you on my bagle
My ford explorer boomin' with the clumped up funk
All you jealous punks can't stop my dunks
They're brand new like heavy
Built like chevy
Impala
But shaq's a smooth balla
Yeah
But what about rhymin'
I can hold my own
Knick knack shaq attack
Give a dog a bone
Rhymin' is like hoopin'
I'm already a legend
Back in the days in the fush camp section
Used to kick rhymes like baby
Baby
Baby
Every once
Every twice
Three times a lady
Is what I listened to
Riding with my moms
How you like me now
I drop bombs
When you see me
Please tap my hands
I know I got skills man
I know I got skills man
Like to give a shout out to my boy
Uzi
Def jef
Little swany
Meech
Ron mac and my other cousin ron
This is another rough shot from the arsenal
And you know what
Booty rappers
Stay booty
Ha ha ha
And we out
Ahhh ha ha ha ha
Ahhh ha ha ha ha
Ahhh
Psyche