The Official (Rap Circle Mix)

[Intro]

(1, 2, in the place to be here to see most definitely it's...)

Yeah, J Dilla y'all

Yeah

Come on

Yeah

Uh-huh

[Verse 1: J Dilla]

Holla!

Get it, Poppin' of from the bottles to the collars

Clap hands, nigga, get live with your mans nigga

It's thee official..hands in the air let me see them wrist glow

Turn me up another notch in your system

You say you want the hot shit then listen

Madlib...and Jay Deezy

Doin' it like we doing it for tv

And you don't wanna change the dial

World premier niggas rearrange your styles

Should have never been allowed in the game

All y'all fake gangsters out

We shut it down like the enemy

I know all my real niggas feeling me

[Chorus]

Official, official, official, official

It's thee official, official official official

Thee official, official official official

(Yo where y'all at? We bringing it to the hood y'all)

Turn it up

Official, official, official, official

[Verse 2: J Dilla]

Out we the old and in with the new shit

Quick to tighten the faces

Of niggas who catch cases of loose lips

Shut tit up...shut tit up!

Or see some real live nigga nuttin' up!

And I don't be around the way

Like I used to I don't have time these days

I keeping busy making power moves

I don't fuck wit them coward dudes

I keeps it bouncing when the P.I's wanna

Wish for death, Im C. Bronson

It's whatever its however you l

Think a nigga trying to move ahead of you then you right

We gon' take this back, nigga

You already know, Jay spit that

[Chorus]

Official, official, official, official

It's thee official, official official official

Thee official, official official official

Hut, hut 2, hut 3

Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut