J-Flex - Who Been There, Who Done That lyrics

Artist: J. Flex Album: d**h Row Greatest Hits Song: Who Been There, Who Done That Chorus Who been there, who done that You got snapped, becuz you still rap A million mc'z on this planet earth Better watch your back and peep the game Or you will get jerked (2x) Verse i No question the real about d-r-e That he's been there had me written ryhme for free Ain't trying to give a n***a no roy-yal-tee Make a mil off my sh** and give me a few g'z Since way back when he was with eazy Stealing credits from snoop and the d.o.c Can't forget barney rubbles and the d-a-z Ain't deshing on his own since 73' Worldwide Can't deinied that the fact you lie Got n***as steady working while you steady jerking On the side it's not your style see you know what's really fowl These n***as wonder how you do it with a smile It's the real not out of the spike If it wasn't for suge knight you'll be working for tamica wright Do your math before the aftermath Or feel the warth I'm kicking for real for the n***as who don't know the half Chorus Verse ii Young black ebenezer scrooge betray us like caeser Pocket sqeezer gas my head like some good refer Cuz' a fool gets his dope all slit I guess i played the fool and he got what he could get But i'm a little wiser now So i guess he got to find another pimp-pal And jack they style and live off they flows He wanted me to fire my manager (what) She was asking about my pesos Doing sh** like that, you'll never be the quincey jones of rap It only gets you wipe off the map You out to screw You got my loot i'm gonna sue but if you were true You wouldn't do what you do But instead you take other n***as ryhmes and beats And say you did them becuz you twisted and twick J-flex with the real Comeing from eastside of the crew Letting the whole f**ing world know who Chorus Verse iii I should be a millionair with mad loot to spear But when the chopper told me that the loot wasn't there Somebody wasn't playing fair Off my ends dre was bubbleing Ain't nuthin' goin' on but the f**in' publishing Never thought flex could read between the lies And when i figure out your plot you act surprise You diguise your grieves with a grin And yet you got to pay me one day or hit the courtroom once again "boolayall" Pay me my ends or take the fall you dying and indicining but i come raw Give me the cash and take a foot up yo azz And bounce on through Cuz i'm a let the world know who Chorus