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(Verse 1 - Malice)
Say dog, let's not get
You don't wanna tango, I'll you in a halo
Cock the gauge, dot ya braids
Face you in a chrome fo', lock ya legs
And you can't move, I roll big and I lose
They so hard ain't nothin' I do, that ain't news
Carry it I'm a stranger to the game
I cut short any whisper that, my name
I'ma toast on coast, not for a joke
I'm known in the streets on the account, I coke
And we got word in the street the cops watch us
But that don't stop us, we maneuvering a little mo' cautious
I hate to think the dope game is my callin'
Cause it got us singing lullaby's, to our
Tonight friend, until we meet
But for now and ya name, we and eat again, uh
I never front, I'm something I'm not
being broke well that's just, somethin' I'm not
Y'all talk wit hatred, but I live off
And I off cocaine, way 'fore I lived off rap
Feel me friend, if could, they'd kill me friend (Yeah)
Cause I weigh too much, not to say too much
They couldn't take me in the CL, way too much
And I'm too gone, y'all can talk on

(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
They call me Mr., Pleasebelieveit, it please
I put the pump in ya mouth, and you breath with ease
This guys in a hurry, ma I can't even fuck you
If you in the itinerary
I don't know dudes is buying they jewelry
Why's ya ice cream, like it's by Ben & Jerry
Y'all the type of players, be gettin' 2-day contracts
E-mail snitch, got these in ya contacts
I'm in the club sippin' on that new
In the number 9 Jordan's, the duce, trey, arm back
The street family so cool, we throw up bitches
if it was July, and we had on wood britches
I got them teflon's, that the fo'
That have under and po', with cover and slow
The government know, the kid lovin' the dough
I was movin' white off the curb, and shovelin' snow

(Verse 3 - T)
streets so numb they call me Novocain
I turn over caine, over and over
Hell, so much cliental, I could it all today
Be back the next day, still up in the way
As I left ya, all in gestures, down up and aim
I can define death, better Webster, wet ya
Now bless ya, and of to my venture
Blocks so white, June look like
Winter time, snow everywhere, flow
So much dough, I fly my everywhere
Ask him, Pusha T, a ton
Push a ton of shit, that makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*)
Yes I'm holdin', whether it's heat or in
In the door panel of my motion
Ain't jokin', but I laugh how flows convince you
It's money, it's funny, it's Comedy
mental, others is made up stinsel
When I'm on vacation, my ride in a rental
I'm livin', act as if I don't live it
Saran wrap vaseline, so they sniff it
Eve say larine knitted, bermuda
You would think they was poochie, if you over Medusa

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