Thats Wots Up

[Intro: Salam Wreck & Proof]
Yeah Big Proof
That's Wots Up
Grown Man Sh!t
That's Wots Up
Everybody from 9 Mile down to Jefferson
That's Wots Up
Getting they hustle on, getting that grind on
C'mon

[Verse 1: Proof]
I turn my ear to the hood and listen to the drama
Grew up the hard way 'cause I ain't listen to my mama
Picture my karma, a son at 15, I left lonely
I'm pouring Cisco out for best homies
Death only breathes the way to live
I give my kids a better way, build a bridge
From the blocks to the burbs
Show the money impossible terms
To cope with the culprit is shot with the words
"Can't we all get along!" Hell nah, every man in my clique is needing work
It ain't no grips or no bleeding shirts, it's no colours, niggas is real to the gristle
You wanna go to war motherfucker, we gon' send you ass a missile
My team don't even see how my mind gets iller
As the time grows realer as a grimy nigga
Yeah you see me on awards, don't see me on The Source
Like I said "You mouth off you gon' see on your porch"

[Chorus: Mu & with Proof]
If I don't talk to you we ain't speaking, that's Wots Up
You wanna war well I guess we beefing, that's Wots Up
See I got killers in every precinct, that's Wots Up
I got locked up on the Weekend, I'm right back out on the Week and
You got a pistol you better keep it, that's Wots Up
'Cause it ain't over 'til I say we even, that's Wots Up
But you a hoe if you try to sneak me, that's Wots Up
You better watch how you treat me, one day you gon' need me, that's Wots Up

[Verse 2: Proof]
Ayo I smashed D-Dub in the club, he talk too much (Shut up)
Had the streets on Royce, he done walked too much
Wrote a letter to Yayo to keep his mind tight
In hindsight I see the time's right, fuck this limelight
And tell [Thyme?] know I felt 'bout [Ty?]
Hundred thousand later shit, bitch I wished that he die
Dogmatic's like my dog, damn near my best friend
Lay a nigga on his back for love, no question
I used to rep one hood, 'Matic said "No Dudey!
Don't you get it mothafucka, you run this whole city!"
Imagine Proof out and about having shout outs in your house
Blast your grill, have your teeth move out of your mouth
If is a fifth and y'all all fucked up, don't ever spit venom
Turn bitch nigga, I hit women
Corona, Blue Nun mixed with the Moët
Murder Ink. and Esham, my niggas is no threat
This is it, Shady gave me the keys (Keys)

[Chorus: Mu & with Proof]
If I don't talk to you we ain't speaking, that's Wots Up
You wanna war well I guess we beefing, that's Wots Up
See I got killers in every precinct, that's Wots Up
I got locked up on the Weekend, I'm right back out on the Week and
You got a pistol you better keep it, that's Wots Up
'Cause it ain't over 'til I say we even, that's Wots Up
But you a hoe if you try to sneak me, that's Wots Up
You better watch how you treat me, one day you gon' need me, that's Wots Up