[Verse One] Who gon' stop me when I'm dribblin' the rock Even coaches tell their big man, to move out the middle when I'm cuttin' through the key, blow past you and prove your D You in a zone, I'll shoot the three You playin' man to man I'll shake the mascot of your jersey Leave you in the stands with fans All the players on the bench like: "He ain't dunkin'" But when the kid flies through the lane, the D ain't jumpin' He can't stop me, it's too easy, crossover off the gla**, windmill fo sheezy And if he double team I'll jam on both ya co*k it back, make you and your man a poster And-1, stand your coach up Even he knows I'm gonna hit both of the free throws, And I'm on D You can find me around the boards You know how we play, EA 2004 [Hook] (Scratches) Who gon' stop me when I'm dribblin' the rock The Game and Fredwreck He can't stop me, it's too easy The Game and Fred...Fredwreck Who gon' stop me when I'm dribblin' the rock The Game and Fred...Fredwreck You can't....can't stop me co*k it back, make you and your man a poster [Verse Two] It don't matter if it's practice or franchise mode I'll get three, standing backwards with my Dumars clothes We can be on the home court, or out on the road I'm outta control, tomahawk, get outta the hole I'm realer than most players, when I'm in the post player It don't matter, sky hook or finger roll-lay-up When I'm puttin' the J. up You'll better have a hand on my chest Or the soft-leather's going straight through the net It ain't about offense, I'll play D. in a post So quick your point guard'll think he's seeing a ghost With the ball in the third row every time I block shots Gon' be a turnover, they ain't watchin the shot-clock Throw the alley-hoop I'mma dunk with a lean in it Steal the inbound pa**, the rock and get my team in it And I don't care about stats as long as my team's winning And we're celebrating in the locker room when we finish [Hook]