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[Jim
on, yo, yo

Aiyoo my Dip Set Taliban, we are not a
more like a movement, more like in tuned with
The moon and the stars, some say I'll be doomed for them bars
But I could be caught, clubs, saloons and some bars
Industry think they grooming a star nah
I'm more like a misproving the odds, run around my city all crazy
my goons in some cars

[Bridge:
I 'em
up, wake up
Gotta go get cake up, break up
Divide that payroll,
Go get that ya-yo,
Killa, paper, at Pedro
On the 8-0 and for my son the lay low
Ba' bro

When I beef, names will be said tool be spread
Two in your head, body be bagged, read
Dog in the news will get read, cause what I deal with is usually
On the

[Chorus: 2X]
Aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo,
the first of the month..
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo-, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo,
It's the of the month..

[Juelz
Now I'm the type of dude, post up sell drugs on your
Stone cold hustler, no fucking denying me
I sell drugs in varieties, you it, I got it
You see it, you like it, we it, you buy it from me
I'm what the call a menace to the public society
'em I'm riding, my gun on the side of me
Fuck it I'm driving, I'm high as can be
I'm speeding, I'm weaving, I'm bugging my eye on the
Cam signed to the Roc it's that we eat
Harlem's back, this time it's for
You rolling or
The Takeover's now, y'all focused or
We been it's just that our promotion was not
But I can't blame no one for this, I'm all with that
Can't be racist cause I sell too much white for
So I I'mma milk these crackers for all they milk and crackers
Until I'm rich and these mills matter
Uh, you follow my plot?
If not, swallow these shots, swallow your block
I run enforcers, big dudes and bosses
Black, British and Walter, the call will cost ya'
rolling in them caravans acting
We got big trucks with chrome action
Send one up to Jabar, my nigga in
T-Money's home and he's never going in

Aiyo, I to God, you think I had a violin the way I fiddle triggers
How you older than me, and a little nigga
On the first, I these chickens
Get their check, hair, nails done, and chicken, for they friends
And they fly, I ain't open friend, on the 11th, you gonna be broke again
Word to Jehova man, hoes in shoes, barking like a Doberman
to see Cam, for some coke again

[Jim
Shit, it's the first of the
Yo, I'm the on the block for the cycle
A that is first like shoots from a rifle
See they tainted our image, it's fucked up how the painted our image
They say we people, why, because we sell caine to the people
That don't be the reason I be this eagle, my aims to get equal
The first and got some restraints on my people

[Jim - talking]
Dip set nigga, Jim Jones, Status
the don, Juelz Santana, FREEKY
Harlem, my
Eastside, B's up
The and fifteenth
We still going it
Welfare, medicade, some liquor
Broadway, 7th, 15th,
Y'all the struggle

(Whoo!)