Now step up to the King Tee's beer stand And let me know what beer is grand No, no, wait, I got

.. "It's the joint!" [King Tee] Yo whassup, it's King Tee on the vocals I rock the coolest rhymes

) King Tee's on the set (check the flow) When niggaz try to get high-tech (check the flow) The dialect

[King Tee] Yo Pooh, let's.. drop.. some.. Bass, to make the walls shake and vibrate the floor, just

that gin Tee came to separate boys from the men If I see another dance step, I'm shootin for the chin I sag

't no big deal So a punk like you can't fuck with me That big ballin'ass nigga named King Tee You think ya

[King Tee] I run that old gangsterism on the normal The name is King Tee, I pack guns like it

Hay-ya! 'sup Got my homeboy Jazzy Ren in the house This is the mighty King Tee And my homeboy DJ

Lyrics: Hook: I know you wanna be a balla like me in these streets stacking up ends... I know you wanna be a balla like me live cribs fly rides and

Hey King Tee, since this beat is kinda rockin' I'ma let you rap and get the suckers cold clockin