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* the on Belly has an extra verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote in case my dram pop up
It's love I spit two at every few thugs
Fo doves blow dubs eight snub
I hold it down my strip, nowhere
Flip two eightballs the dough on low gear
The week two O's gone
Nigga prolong
Play the studio and get my on
And weight on a later base
My older brother kept guns on his in case he air the place
And walk straight up on you fuckin crooked
Comin out ya mouth like some rookie niggaz
I drink Henny wit nothing
My weed and the dutch is
you niggaz sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, these streets holdin the heat
Reportin for my live niggaz just me WHAT

Haha this is for life
This is for life

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

[Beanie
Yo, I set up shop wit rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide li'l dicks in wet pussy
up the whole strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to land on my
Think you get some dough for my community
blaow two to yo chest
Ya'll niggaz pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll niggaz cheap Baltic Ave.
ta land on jail can't pay your bail
Wanna borrow from the bank, nigga what you
I'm the one to lie to
Shit I'm the man who supply who who supply YOU
And ya'll a bunch talk
I'm tryin to get it down for motherfuckin boardwalk money
Two-brick new blue six money
Paroo trip money flew in six
Taj trips orange chips money
Long dick all in yo bitch money
Flow like the flu and spit sick
Peep hotty's Roc-A-Fella wools
All black mask down wit tools out
Beanie mack I'll out
I had runnin from school pickin new routes
Then run and lick a shot make 'em move south
Switch up last name get a new spouse
Scrambled up some for a new house
No where you go Mack gone find ya
I'm like a shadow nigga I'm behind ya
I'll blow out ya brains and give ya no reminder

Me and my dog
Been OG's for so
Spit raw up niggaz can smoke on
Shit I let 'em have it you faggots ain't know my
Fuckin my mathematics you make us savage
Five one six O, light 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 flow and ass dough
Where it don't make no that hundreds and cents and
of dollars ice freezes my collar
Where I a turtle-neck to rock my check
And a pair of isotoners to rock my
Get the signin bonus know mack them thangs
Flip twice rip that crew I'm droppin my thang

Nigga it's crew