Count It Off - feat. The Muscle Shoals Horns

Now let me count it off 3x
 Hey you, blow your whistle
 Now let me count it off 3x
 Hey you, blow your whistle
 Now let me count it off 3x
 I know it's rare, but niggas they feel me everywhere
 I'm from the land of white tees, Vickie's and Roca-Wear
 NY guys spit at cats, do-rags
 Pop it in turn it up, bang my shit in they Jags
 I got dem niggas in LA crip walkin' in the truck
 Atlanta, down south bamma's, you know they get it crunk
 Now I'ma float on, roll me somethin' to smoke on
 You hope I go away, continue to get your hope on
 Rap game, regardless I stack change
 the same affect as the game
 Ms. Jade is tha mutha-f-in' name
 I got a L-O-C-K down the freeway, BK back up to Philly
 Won't stop 'til they kill me
 I get it done, rap chicks see me and run
 Only mixin' coke with the rum
 Ain't scared, niggas be bums
 You wanna see me, beats fuck up ya hooptie
 Suburbans, Benz or the two seats
 Major numbers the first week
 Now let me count it off 3x
 Hey you, blow your whistle
 Now let me count it off 3x
 Hey you, blow your whistle
 Now let me count it off 3x
 Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now
 Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now
 Yea, it's young Vitto, voice of the young people
 Roc C-E-O, hot hits for the P-O