Who Want What - JR, Ph7, Saigon

Now where is the love?

JR & PH7 (Sai, Free)

And of course, it’s the Waterproof

My flow cannot compare to niggas

I’m a big black thick strong-bearded nigga

With my chip strong, and my tip toeing

To the top, ayo, be careful, nigga

But I’m on point, yeah, I’m on point, I, I got no choice

I’m a hood guy in a Rolls Royce

You bless me, caress me, you test me, you force me to

Divorce me and force me to pop off

From the block where the cops get knocked off

North Philly, my spot dog

You raised me, matter of fact, you made me

These other rap niggas fugazi

Don’t trust you, fuck you, dog, just pay me

Young free cooler than the AC

Catch me chilling with a baby

Philly niggas don’t play dog, we don’t hate y’all

So spray y’all with that 47, we PH7 and JR, yeah

I’m better than y’all

So tell me who want what dog

Ain’t nobody screwing with me no more

Is that face to fact for your face get crap

I chase the yack 'till I fade the black

They got signs, free laces, trap

DJ know it, better play this bet

I came in the game with the aim to change it

Everybody else still doing the same shit

But I show you what the difference is

Sso we all know the significance

What I address in my sentences

Is a testament to my relentlessness

Ain’t no love, so I don’t want your hug

The handshakes is fake, dripping all over your mug

That’s the reasons I’m not going to club

Nigga act up, yeah, I’m throwing the slug

Two time felon, two crime villain

Who the fuck is you if you don’t mind tellin'

I say yeah, like the nigga in the hood

Nigga want in front in the kid, but is too shook to

Look you son of a bitch, I cook you

Deep down in the ground where I put you

Hold down let me ride the beat

At least that’s what they say when they see me in the street

They say Sai thank you for getting ready to weep

And thank JR for flipping the beat

Brace yourself, they say «we love you»

Of course we do, of course we do

And guess what, we love you all too

They say «we love you»

Rewind us to the beginning again

Even if I lost it, I’m winning in the end

My shit flowing like the diarrhea, fly MC, I am he

Hit his eyeballs Siamese spend life in it’s entirety

Checking the beanstalk, You all end up what the giant be

One last big mother fucker, you don’t really want me to climb that tree

Let’s shoot weapons without snitching, and see who dies quietly

Drink like a Russian, arrogant as a French, been acting violently

Green wallabies be that avocado kashmir

Now all I need is the land and a ring and a master right up here

Something like a hip hop, underground superhero

Walk out the booth, DeNiro, here, I scoop the yearo

Airport currency exchanged for a profit on a dollar

And keep your girl on her knees, I’m an arthroscopic scholar

Holler, hijos de puta have them leaking out their salsa

Vulcans lead to verdict, murder, I flip the wordplay

Academic annihilation appreciating invitation

All star alliteration for your Oscar consideration