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

Skip the blueprint one bang this what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't The Game was pitchin'
Balls faster than Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for bitches
Two gold albums and I'll make you a

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

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

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

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

See what the problem is too much east dick lickin'
And everybody tryin' to do their 2Pac rendition
Listen they wonder how I live 5 shots
is hard to kill on my block

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

you was with The Roc on the stage
I had rocks on the
On for the front page we know that you front
You be on sunset doin' what? Gettin' your ass stunt

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

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

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

Add freeway to the but move the ugly bitch
Trade the Marcy reject for and Lil' Chris
Now the squad 5 is live 6 man is
Fans in the stand yellin' out fuck Memphis

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

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

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