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* the version on Belly has an verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote in case my dram pop up
It's crew I spit two at every few thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight
I hold it down my strip, goin
Flip two eightballs trick the on low gear
The week two O's gone
don't prolong
Play the and get my flow on
And sell weight on a base
My older brother guns on his waist in case he air the place
And walk straight up on you fuckin niggaz
Comin out ya mouth sideways like rookie niggaz
I drink Henny mixed wit
My and the dutch is somethin
you niggaz sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin these streets the heat
Reportin for my live just like me WHAT

Haha is Roc-A-Fella for life
This is Roc-A-Fella for

You know it's crew love, Roc-A-Fella we die
As long as you and I keep it movin like a
We could dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, till we die
As long as you and I keep it movin a drive-by
We stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel recognize real

Siegel]
Yo, I set up shop wit rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet
Open up the strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to on my property
Think you get some for my community chest?
Blaow two to yo chest
Ya'll niggaz can't pass go 'cause it to pass
niggaz cheap like Baltic Ave.
Type ta land on jail can't pay your
Wanna borrow the bank, nigga what you think
I'm the one to lie to
I'm the man who supply who supply who supply YOU
And ya'll a bunch money
I'm to get it down for that motherfuckin boardwalk money
money new blue six money
Paroo trip money flew in six
Taj Mahal trips orange money
Long dick money all in yo bitch
Flow like the flu and spit sick
hotty's Roc-A-Fella wools route
All black mask wit they tools out
mack I'll move out
I had runnin from school pickin new routes
Then I'll run and lick a make 'em move south
up they last name get a new spouse
Scrambled up some down-payment for a new
No matter where you go Mack gone ya
I'm a shadow nigga I'm right behind ya
I'll blow out ya brains and won't give ya no

Me and my dog
OG's for so long
Spit raw rolled up can smoke on
Shit I let 'em have it you faggots ain't know my
Fuckin my mathematics you make us savage
Five nine one six O, brown
Bleek put it down

Its crew love, Roc-A-Fella we die
As long as you and I it movin, nigga

Aiyyo I pray to the God MC to me
Wit a ill ass and sick ass dough
Where it don't make no that hundreds and cents and
Thousands of ice freezes my collar
I need a turtle-neck to rock my check
And a of isotoners to rock my rings
Get the signin bonus know toppin them thangs
Flip twice rip that crew then I'm droppin my

Nigga crew love