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* the version on has an extra verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke now I don't give a fuck
And I tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I two at every few thugs
Fo blow dubs holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, goin
Flip two eightballs the dough on low gear
The week two O's gone
Nigga don't
Play the studio and get my on
And sell weight on a base
My older kept guns on his waist in case he air the place
And walk straight up on you fuckin crooked
Comin out ya sideways 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 Roc-A-Fella for
This is for life

You know it's love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long as you and I keep it movin like a
We stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella 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 nick rocks that'll rookies
Make 'em slide like dicks in wet pussy
Open up the strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of to land on my property
Think you get dough for my community chest?
blaow two to yo chest
Ya'll niggaz pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll cheap like Baltic Ave.
Type ta land on jail can't pay your
borrow from the bank, nigga 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 talk money
I'm tryin to get it down for that motherfuckin boardwalk
Two-brick money new blue six
trip money flew in six money
Taj Mahal orange chips money
dick money all in yo bitch money
Flow like the flu and sick money
Peep hotty's Roc-A-Fella route
All black mask down wit tools out
Beanie mack move out
I had niggaz runnin from school pickin new
Then I'll run and a shot make 'em move south
up they last name get a new spouse
Scrambled up down-payment for a new house
No matter where you go Mack 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 OG's for so
Spit raw up niggaz can smoke on
Shit I let 'em have it you ain't know my status
Fuckin with my mathematics you make us
Five one six O, light brown
M-E-M-P-H-I-S put it down

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

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

Nigga it's crew