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Somebody bout to get
The fucked out man
You better your boy somethin'
You better tell him

Skip through the blueprint one bang this mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he know The Game was pitchin'
Balls faster Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your bitches
Two gold and I'll make you a hitter

Might make you a little richer but forget the big picture
All of make you a fag but money like Little Richard
Take your faggot ass put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your Roc-A-Wear fit and beat you with the

Drag ass down to Alby Square
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be
behind me ask Nas queens is with me
You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin' your fiends me

My guns smoke like Downey
Two and a pound he got a room in Kings County
And you live or sit in a box
on how long it NYPD to respond to the shot

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek

See the problem is too much east coast dick lickin'
And everybody tryin' to do their best 2Pac
Listen wonder how I live with 5 shots
Niggaz is to kill on my block

When you was in the comin' of age
I was in the pumpin' the gauge
you was rappin' I was makin' it happen
On the with a k

While you was The Roc on the stage
I had on the stage
On headliner for the front page we know you front
You be on sunset doin' what? Gettin' punk ass stunt

You gon respect us or fo' rippin' through the vests
And you know who you are deaf nigga'll get the
Malik or M E M P H
Fuck and be a B I T C H sleek
'Cuz all that dude will get guns clappin' dude
And stop Memphis rappin' dude, huh

Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek

It me a little while but I am now understandin'
Jay up in the first round when he picked olo with candy
Did olo in the second, nigga take it me
The Roc get knocked off the till you picked up beans

Add freeway to the team but move the bitch
Trade the Marcy for Cam'ron and Lil' Chris
Now the 5 is live 6 man is Neef
in the stand yellin' out fuck Memphis Bleek

You want beef I your body parts all over New York
Leg in jersey arm in head buried in central park
You can't even borrow from New York no more like Storch
And I ain't to him I'm talkin' to Malik

And I got a pine box for a nigga you
Streets is talkin' how many niggaz like you
Hit LAX remember when you come to the
Niggaz play with they lives when it comes to the toast

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph