1: Yo yall wit the muscle yall get clapped in the tussle hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle Show a little boy know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem rich and poor, you don't know, get to know Ain't takin shit to left, Jimmy Jones my cock Right to the block and cock, it ain't hop and scotch It's pop and scotch, in a bar go shot for shot, Matter of fact, outside the bar go shot for shot Me and my codie on a O-Z, we go for rock, Me and my codie on a role we go for rock, You souped up, think I'm to touch, Then you been watchin' a bit of TV, too much, of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of times On the corner still, like I ain't got a Autographs not the kind to be the crap, a CD, slash here's a dime of that crack
Nigga up, keep all guns double clutch, Shoot at yo feet, you jump like double dutch, New York baby, for you matchbox Take away the french fry, box niggaz
2: I know at my jewerly is scarrin yo brain Not to mention Jada over parkin' the range (Yo that's Will Smith girl) naw part of my chain Pardon my game, car washed in the rain Runnin yo trap, get you one in yo back The hood that I had, had to take the with the bad Like Joe on the run, put his fuckin P O done Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the Word to the wise, killa Cam, I heard of them Diplomat, crisp black, yo convertible on the wheel, to drive down shows in the South Rap ain't that great neither, I got coke to out Stroke to give out, smoke to give out hoes to out, naw we ain't over this route Back on the street, Jimmy get the on the street Tour over motherfucka let's get on our feet
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3: Un (whispering) Ay yo it's un bitch it's un bitch CEO bitches, punk bitches I'mma let you know so you get it I don't rap nigga but I'mma it right Make a nigga, go to church and Nigga'z first day, and his deal leased his first beamer now tussle 2 4, now on yall youngsta'z respond, walk out the rusty car, what y'all stand on, the tabloids Y'all men, I be Un man ??? Baltimore and Lil' Kim And can't see these flows, If you be stars see the CEO