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* the version on Belly has an extra

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a
And I also tote guns in case my pop up
It's love I spit two at every few thugs
Fo blow dubs holdin eight snub
I it down my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
Nigga don't
the studio and get my flow 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
Comin out ya mouth sideways like some niggaz
I drink Henny mixed wit
My and the dutch is somethin
What you sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin these holdin the heat
Reportin for my live niggaz like me WHAT

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

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

Siegel]
Yo, I set up shop wit rocks that'll upset rookies
'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to land on my
Think you get some dough for my chest?
Blaow blaow two to yo
niggaz can't pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll niggaz cheap like Ave.
Type ta land on jail can't pay your
Wanna borrow from the bank, nigga 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 talk
I'm tryin to get it down for that motherfuckin boardwalk
money new blue six money
Paroo money flew in six money
Taj Mahal orange chips money
dick money all in yo bitch money
Flow the flu and spit sick money
Peep Roc-A-Fella wools route
All mask down wit they tools out
mack I'll move out
I had niggaz runnin school pickin new routes
I'll run and lick a shot make 'em move 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 right ya
blow out ya brains 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 with my you make us savage
Five nine one six O, light
M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it

Its crew love, Roc-A-Fella we die
As as you and I keep 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 sense that 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 bonus know mack them thangs
Flip twice rip that crew then I'm my thang

Nigga crew love