[Hook] (x8) Do ya like this? Do ya like this? Do ya love that? Do ya love that? [Verse 1] Ain't worried if ya like this, like this Cause I know you gon' love that, love that From the people in the suburbs livin' lavi To the ones that gotta struggle, where the thugs at? What's that? Suburban trap, who started that? SK-4MC in a starter cap 'Member days I used to sell weed to my corner backs Running back, linebacker, always had to quarter back (light it up) Line 'em up, knock 'em down, real beef, knockin' out Knock, knock a wizard for - the hottest around Disco inferno, disco in a sauna Disco and a muzzle with a lot of marijuana Gre-green on scale, money makin' iguana Bra-brain on Yale, kin-king, no Princeton Leave you rappers fenced in, season y'all like Pepperdine White girls goin' crazy, SK Federline, zugh! [Hook] [Verse 2] A-ain't worried if ya love that, love that sh** Cause I know you gon' love this, love this shhh Sneak dissin', I'mma bust back quick These boys' claims slicker than a n***a's last sh** I'm bowin' off of my movements now He's tourin' off of his statements Ain't went out to cop no LeBron J Cause I'm witnessing my own greatness Man, I prophecise my own king sh** In this jungle, known as a lion In my matrix, ain't worried 'bout no b**h I'm rushin' home to save Zion-ism Vegas is in him, stacks in my denim On some raps that I perfect, I'm a mack in some linen Got the crack if you need that, need that Everywhere SK for, 4 MCs at, love that [Hook]