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* the on Belly has an extra verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I give a fuck
And I also guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight
I hold it down my strip, goin
Flip two eightballs trick the on low gear
The next week two O's
Nigga don't
Play the studio and get my on
And sell weight on a later
My older brother kept on his waist 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 mixed wit
My and the dutch is somethin
you niggaz sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin these streets the heat
Reportin for my live niggaz just like me

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

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

[Beanie
Yo, I set up shop wit nick rocks that'll upset
Make 'em slide like li'l in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to on my property
Think you get some dough for my community
blaow two to yo chest
Ya'll niggaz can't pass go 'cause it cost to
niggaz cheap 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 who supply who supply YOU
And a bunch talk money
I'm tryin to get it down for that boardwalk money
Two-brick money new blue six
Paroo money flew in six money
Taj Mahal trips orange chips
Long money all in yo bitch money
Flow like the flu and spit sick
Peep Roc-A-Fella wools route
All black mask down wit they out
mack I'll move out
I had niggaz runnin from pickin new routes
Then run and lick a shot make 'em move south
Switch up they last name get a new
Scrambled up down-payment for a new house
No where you go Mack gone find ya
I'm a shadow nigga I'm right behind ya
I'll blow out ya brains and give ya no reminder

Me and my dog
OG's for so long
Spit raw up niggaz can smoke on
Shit I let 'em it you faggots ain't know my status
Fuckin my mathematics you make us savage
nine one six O, light brown
M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it

Its crew love, till 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 sick ass
Where it don't make no sense that hundreds and and
Thousands of dollars ice my collar
Where I need a turtle-neck to my check
And a pair of isotoners to rock my
Get the signin bonus mack toppin them thangs
Flip twice rip that crew I'm droppin my thang

Nigga crew love