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[Jim
on, yo, yo

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

Cam'Ron]
I 'em
Wake up, up
Gotta go get that cake up, up
Divide payroll, aiyyoo
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, be bagged, eulogy read
Dog in the news will get read, cause what I deal with is feds
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..

Santana]
Now I'm the type of dude, post up sell drugs on property
Stone cold hustler, ain't no fucking 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 puffing as can be
I'm speeding, I'm weaving, I'm bugging my eye on the
Cam to the Roc it's time that we eat
Harlem's back, time it's for keeps
You or not?
The Takeover's now, y'all or not?
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 cause I sell too much white for that
So I decided milk these crackers for all they milk and crackers
Until I'm and these mills don't matter
Uh, you niggaz my plot?
If not, swallow these shots, Santana swallow your
I run enforcers, big dudes and bosses
Black, British and Walter, the phone call will ya'
Keep in them caravans acting
We got big trucks with chrome Taliban
one up to Jabar, my nigga maxed in
T-Money's home and he's going back in

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

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

[Jim Jones -
Dip set nigga, Jim Jones, Capo
Killah the don, Santana, FREEKY
Harlem, my
Eastside, B's up
The first and
We still through it
Welfare, medicade, some stores
Broadway, 7th, 15th,
Y'all know the

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