Def Squad  Uh huh  Check it    [Verse 1]  No more long roads, my time's up  The rap game is bumper to bumper, I take a shortcut  I do a 120 down the Deegan  Fly past the cops, they like he's speeding  I'm in a two triple zero MB  Flaunt it, til the gas tank's empty  Yo, me and Redman take a detour  Uptown, park in front of Branson's store  I see a couple of chickens upon the scene  I roll down the window and I flash the greens  I got my hand upon the steering wheel, with the gangsta lean  Watch and rings, doin my thing, bling, bling  I'm out there sittin on Lorenzo's  Attractin, two, four, five, or six hoes  Uh, girls scream my name  And the hype crazy, it wasn't me it was the fame  E Dub the rap sugar cane  [Your homeboy drove up] I give a fuck who came  I'm off the hook like 27th street between 11th and 12th  All by myself    CHORUS:  Ayo, you think you holdin it down  Don't get gassed  On the real you and your mans are clowns  Don't get gassed  Ay, you think you flyer than me  Don't get gassed  I'm a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass  Ay, you think you hold the crown  Don't get gassed  On the real you and your mans are clowns  Don't get gassed  Ay you think you flyer than me  Don't get gassed  I'm legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass    [Verse 2]  Check it, who wanna go at it, buck for buck  I come through like nigga what, in a Brinks truck  Blow it up like the Spanish cat, in Dead Presidents  Get the money, hand out gifts, in your residence  >From Snoop Dogg, "Bitch Please"  King of New York, "Christopher Walken" on MCs  I'm hard to please, excite me  Jump off the Brooklyn Bridge  Heads first, face, thug, and live  Now that my get you a "yo duke is ill"  But that still aint got shit to do with the skills  Uh, why you wanna go against me with no brains  When I'm a big dude, and you a buck and change  Me, I got no time for playin games  If it can't ride upon the track then switch lanes  New game, watch how I rearrange the structure  Here's a hundred grand, keep the change you fucker  I'm like the magazine, my flow is Upscale  My shit flourish, and yours don't sale  On the other hand, you're mad to def at SoundScan  And left wit a couple of fans    CHORUS:  So what you and your man went gold  Don't get gassed  I got a couple of million sold  Don't get gassed  I bet ya next year you fold  Don't get gassed  I'm a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass  So what you and your man went gold  I got a couple of million sold  Don't get gassed  I bet ya next year you fold  Don't get gassed  I'm a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass  Yeah    "Don't believe the hype"