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* the version on Belly has an extra

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in my dram pop up
crew love I spit two at every few thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin snub
I hold it my strip, goin 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 on his waist in case he air the place
And walk straight up on you crooked niggaz
out ya mouth sideways like some rookie niggaz
I Henny mixed wit nothing
My weed and the dutch is
What you sayin nuttin
Bleek, controllin these streets holdin the heat
Reportin for my live niggaz like me WHAT

Haha this is for life
This is for life

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

[Beanie
Yo, I set up wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like
Dare one of ya'll to land on my
Think you get some for my community chest?
Blaow blaow two to yo
niggaz can't pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll niggaz like Baltic Ave.
Type ta land on jail pay your bail
Wanna borrow from the bank, what you think
I'm the one to lie to
Shit I'm the man who supply who who supply YOU
And ya'll a bunch money
I'm tryin to get it for that motherfuckin boardwalk money
Two-brick money new six money
trip money flew in six money
Taj Mahal trips orange chips
Long dick money all in yo money
Flow like the flu and sick money
Peep hotty's wools route
All black mask down wit they out
mack I'll move out
I had runnin from school pickin new routes
Then I'll run and lick a shot make 'em south
Switch up they last get a new spouse
Scrambled up down-payment 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 and won't give ya no reminder

Me and my dog
Been for so long
Spit raw up niggaz can smoke on
Shit I let 'em have it you faggots know my status
Fuckin my mathematics you make us savage
nine one six O, light brown
M-E-M-P-H-I-S put it down

Its crew love, till we die
As as you and I keep it movin, nigga

Aiyyo I to the God MC to bless me
Wit a ill ass flow and ass dough
Where it make no sense that hundreds and cents and
Thousands of dollars ice my collar
I need a turtle-neck to rock my check
And a pair of isotoners to rock my
Get the signin know mack toppin them thangs
twice rip that crew then I'm droppin my thang

Nigga it's crew