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Yeah, uh,
I like the way that
Now

Check, ya feelin' like a frog in a jump
One weed will you from the bottom the trunk
From the trunk to the
I'ma on 'em, put the chump a slump

a rib shot
That's what the customers
Don't cha, this ain't the story
I don't fall in the category

I'm cool calm and
You con'in a
Blew chronic for
It match the necklace

Nines only down til' the rats check this
Reckless, born treacherous specialist
if you rest next to me
N**** come me, you get the gun recipe

These old n****z the new born sound
Actin' like they don't know who holdin' New York
Yeah, I used to buy Nick's, ten later now
I'm super-fly slick a roof on my whip, s***

I sip a hundred til' I'm ripped
And wave at the haters who got a canal sick
Tell n****z 'Like to make a scene' so the close
That kind of don't fly like mumma jokes

So they got 'em long-short, Old toast
More out of left s***, all around the coast
To places you get around by boat, I get a I smoke
I put 'em down dope

I'm real scope when I the block, I make traffic stop
A prodigal wave thing that make the rot
This jacks, be long before the platinum plaques
The Pro and the wax

Take a step back 'fore you a contact
The flows like an M-16 an arm-strap
I'ma on n****z until they can't bomb back
The Hiroshima demeanor, microphone

All of s*** changed a came
A lot 'round here, f***in' up the game
Therefore I ain't servin' but the pain
You playin', I'm than a mahf***er' mayn'

Rob a store 'fore you around poor
'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you more
You up the fire when you hate
So I'ma lean on ya' you make a mistake, I can't wait

the curtains close
It's just me and Tony, in them O's
overload, drive like I own the roads
These n****z is p*** why my shoulders cold

M by the bow, I'm ridin' filthy in the Beamer
'Cause I can have Lamina Calina bring to a meaner
You drown in deep water, any n**** come
From the street corner, where you need your on ya

I'm on the climb while my next CD climbs South
Dine, red wine, DB9, NYPD grind
Why? It ain't an grind
A try to get mine, I'ma feed him nine

And it's graffiti time, n****az ya mural
For try'na by a motherf***in'
I'm fresh, fly and flashy, guy if you ask me
Jet by on the nasty, n**** you in a

All of s*** since a came
A lot came 'round here, f***in' up the
Therefore I ain't servin' nothin' but the
You playin', I'm than a mahf***er' mayn'

Rob a store 'fore you walk poor
you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you grown more
You up the fire when you hate
So I'ma lean on ya' til' you make a mistake, I can't

Ha, ha, yeah, uh

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