Handle Your B.I.

I got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street

I got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the streetDigga Digga, first name Rashia

Rock the mic crazy, wouldn't wanna be ya

Had a nice wing since my early teens

Now I'm grown rocking microphones

Sin, sinSaid I learned new ways

Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze

Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise

And he make mistakes, say that's the brakes

(That's the brakes)True, hit 'em with the

(Wooo)

Fine young woman now, long time coming now

(Coming now)

Thank the fans for they love and affection

Heard me with the Fugees, still ain't making a connectionFulfill my destiny wasn't nothing y'all could tell me

Ripping down the stage with a baby in my belly

Adding up to math, applying everything I learned

While a dummy kept going on tour and get burned, seeI got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street

I got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the streetI got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street

East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.

Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.

Up top y'all, handle your B.I.Now make way for a sister little feisty foul mouth

Say what's that all about

('Bout, 'bout)

It's about one, two, three, four, five for the ratingA penny for the hating, y'all know my ways

Staying up in the game of this MC craze

Kind of wonder what if I'd of dropped back in the days, sayRhymes I toss it, taking no losses

Let management tell you who your new boss is

People stay repping up on the West Coast

Word is bond to my flow, y'all got the best 'droAin't seen nothing like it, ain't bring nothing like it

If my rhymes strike a nerve

Ain't mean nothing by it

Dirty HarrietAnd I be stepping to the left

You bust for Diablo, I still bust for UCEF

Try'na see me on the MC tip, now, child please

Vocab for years and freak enough stylees, swingRep the thing for my Hip-Hop brothers

Take care of them before I take care of others

Juice Crew, Rakim, Prince, big influence

You saying I'm the dopest, but I already knew thisSay one check two check, everywhere check check

Check for me, we haven't ever even met yet

Gotta thank God I said I gotta thank God

I could look this fly and rock it this hardI got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street

East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.

Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.

Up top y'all, handle your B.I.I got what you want, I got what you need

Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street

East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.

Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.

Up top y'all, handle your B.I.