Letra de That's How I Beat Shaq

[Intro]
And it goes, and it goes
And it goes a little something like this
Hit It!
Aaron's in the house
Get up get up
I wanna make it back
Here we go
Aaron's in the house
Get up get up
I wanna make it back

[Verso 1]
Yo guys, check out
Guess what happened to me
(Another crazy story, come on AC)
I was hanging at the court
Just playing some ball
Working on my game
(Yeah, we heard it all)
I heard the fans screaming
I thought it was for me
But then I saw a shadow
It was 12 foot 3
It was Shaquile O'Neal
(What? What did he say?)
(How 'bout some one-on-one, you wanna play?)
I told him why not, I got some time
But when I beat you real bad
Try not to cry

(Please Aaron, are you for real?
One-on-one with Shaquile O'Neal?)
Yeah, 34 center from the L.A. Lakers
(You must've been nervous)
I knew I could take him
Stared' at Shaq, psyche him out
I said O'Neal, you're in my house now
Start the game the whistle blows
Pay attention close cause the story goes...

[Chorus X2]
It's like boom (boom)
I put it in the hoop
Like slam (slam)
I heard the crowd screaming
Out jam (jam)
I swear that I'm telling you the facts
Cuz that's how I beat Shaq

[Verso 2]
So check it out
I thought I had the lead
But then he started scoring mad points on me
I was scorin' the bricks
(Was he hitting all the shots?)
I knew that there was a way that I could make it stop
I had a plan, I could change the pace
I said, Yo Shaq you didn't tie your shoelace
He looked down, I stole the ball
I'm taking him to school now, watch me all
A 3-pointer, nothing but net
Come on Shaq, had enough yet?
Down by two, I'm catching up
I guess your getting nervous
Cuz you already lost

[Coro]

[Bridge x2]
Dunk after dunk
Jam after jam
Cheerleaders are cheering
(Aarons the man)

[Verso 3]
Announcers were shocked
Couldn't believe it was real
(I can't believe a kid just stuffed O'Neal)
One more second, was all that remained
I put the ball up
I put him in shame
I must admit that it sounds real crazy
But the ball went in
Then he cried like a baby
Sorry Shaq, I should've let you win
You're good too
And we can still be friends
The fans went nuts
They put me on their shoulders
Then I heard a voice
And it sounded like my mother's
(Get up for school, you're gonna be late!)
Ma, can't you see that I'm playing a game?
(How you could be playing if you're still in bed?)
(Are you gettin' sick, did you hit your head?)
Aw, man it was all a dream
I guess that kinda thing could never happen to me
If it was a dream and it wasn't real
How'd I get a jersey with the name O'Neal?
Woah...

[Coro]