N.o.r.e. - What the f** Is Up? (feat. Scarlet O'Harlem) lyrics

{Noreaga} Yo I be doin this sh**, since a little juvenile n***as know my style hurt like it's root can*l It's like a little tooth, when it first grows in It's like buyin a new car, and get towed in I wrote Queens, who ever they are, U.S.A n***as think I'm Mexican, they askin is you S.A.? I'm like Crome Parelli, ya first cla**, we coach sh** While ya factor be in, it's on some coke sh** Yo it's still high up on Washington Heights They ain't got no elevators, gotta walk up flights Aiyo the drug game is sour, plus it limited power You hit the coke man, n***a like gimme an hour Y'all I ball rough, like the Knicks against Utah Aiyo I'm going subtile, tiger bone let the juice bar Anticipated, aiyo have n***as hater rate it It's thug sh**, and that's the only rate, I rate it Chorus 14X: Noreaga Yo, What the f**k is up? (Hey You!) {Noreaga} Yo, yo, aiyo lately, my gat been on safety And I've been starvin for a**, even in scatekey It check for I.D. and hit it like Muhammed Ali Fly like a bu*terfly, you sing like a lullabye You gotta rob, 'cause this reach is steel You on the S.O., I can hit a hundred and peel Yo I keep navigation, yo you know the deal That's the mininum, then you know a n***a minimize Anything less than that is just uncivilized For the youth I pop my chain, 'cause it was thin I had to put it back together with my safety pin CNN once again, yo we do it again While we never could lose, ya never could win We on Hot 97, you ain't get no spin I call you Benedict, yo kid 'cause you've been a dick Y'all n***as is crummy, y'all ain't even sh** Chorus {Scarlett} Thugged out, Scarlett a set that a** up Have you ga**ed up, like i'mma gone give a** up Have my n***as come thru masked up, disturb ya nut Leave you there, stuck and put 3 in ya gut What? n***a, I look good with a scar on my cheek I'm thin from my hips to the prod of my feet I see ya man peek, from the drug seat of the jeep But I'm a straight thug b**h, you can't handle this And If ya girl act up, I'mma smack that b**h You should of let that broad now, that I'm scandalous Fake playas, gettin hurt, then sh** it don't play yaself And ask me for the digits, ya need to quit it And me and my girls, we all got the same face If you ain't in the same level then stay in ya place Wanna diss me, 'cause I cut you down quickly I'm Hillary to this sh**, you still f**kin with Lewinsky Chorus