CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Brick Van Exel
I'll be the shark
Yeah
Came up on Stahelin down the street from Bren and Devin
10/11, ganged up with ConCreatures, 227
n***as snitchin', who you tellin'? Caught a body, move with Evan
Lost wallet, made me feel like I just fell right out of heaven
Raw baby always told me I was special
Taught me watch out for the double-crossin', don't let 'em finesse you
Shortin' 'em fifty-six grams, I'll catch you on the next two
Was rollin' for my uncle, now I front 'em to my nephew
Can't fall, who gon' catch you? Ain't no runnin' to your rescue
Plug bless you, then you throw the phone away after he text you
Can't stress to you enough, can't f**k up if I connect you
In Detroit, the streets is multiple choice 'cause they gon' test you
Send a message and address you, chopper city in the ghetto
Skinny n***a with the freckles, Dr. Hyde, Mr. Jekyll
How much you wanna bet you never had to speak on Drexel
Splittin' a rex, I'll whip it with the left, Nick Van Exel
Let's get it
Gave it to Nick Van Exel who has thirty-six seconds. Two-point game, he only has to keep it on the floor. Now he drives, that's not gonna take it. Van Exel will. Seven to shoot. Van Exel with the leap. For the tie, you got it. Time out, Sacramento. Could this be better? Could this be better? An unbelievable game, unbelievable shot
Yeah
Came up on Stahelin down the street from Bren and Devin
10/11, ganged up with ConCreatures, 227
n***as snitchin', who you tellin'? Caught a body, move with Evan
Lost wallet, made me feel like I just fell right out of heaven
Raw baby always told me I was special
Taught me watch out for the double-crossin', don't let 'em finesse you
Shortin' 'em fifty-six grams, I'll catch you on the next two
Was rollin' for my uncle, now I front 'em to my nephew
Can't fall, who gon' catch you? Ain't no runnin' to your rescue
Plug bless you, then you throw the phone away after he text you
Can't stress to you enough, can't f**k up if I connect you
In Detroit, the streets is multiple choice 'cause they gon' test you
Send a message and address you, chopper city in the ghetto
Skinny n***a with the freckles, Dr. Hyde, Mr. Jekyll
How much you wanna bet you never had to speak on Drexel
Splittin' a rex, I'll whip it with the left, Nick Van Exel
Let's get it
Gave it to Nick Van Exel who has thirty-six seconds. Two-point game, he only has to keep it on the floor. Now he drives, that's not gonna take it. Van Exel will. Seven to shoot. Van Exel with the leap. For the tie, you got it. Time out, Sacramento. Could this be better? Could this be better? An unbelievable game, unbelievable shot
