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[Jim
on, yo, yo

Aiyoo my Dip Set Taliban, we are not a
We're more like a movement, more like in tuned
The moon and the stars, some say I'll soon be doomed for bars
But I could be caught, pissy clubs, saloons and some
Industry think that they grooming a nah
I'm more like a thug misproving the odds, run around my 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 ya-yo, ya-yo
Killa, paper, holla at
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 head, body be bagged, eulogy read
Dog in the will get read, cause what I deal with is usually feds
On the

repeat 2X]
Aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo,
It's the 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, up sell drugs on your property
Stone cold hustler, ain't no fucking me
I sell in varieties, you want it, I got it
You see it, you it, we count it, you buy it from me
I'm what the people call a 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 my eye on the street
Cam to the Roc it's time that we eat
back, this time it's for keeps
You rolling or
The Takeover's now, y'all or not?
We been ready it's just our promotion was not
But I can't blame no one for this, I'm all right with
be racist cause I sell too much white for that
So I decided I'mma milk crackers for all they milk and crackers
Until I'm rich and mills don't matter
Uh, you niggaz follow my
If not, swallow these shots, swallow your block
I run enforcers, big dudes and bosses
Black, and Walter, the phone call will cost ya'
Keep in them caravans acting
We got big with chrome Taliban action
Send one up to Jabar, my 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 older than me, and still a nigga
On the first, I hate chickens
Get their check, hair, nails done, steak and chicken, for they
And kids 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 of the month
Yo, I'm the first on the block for the
A rock that is first shoots from a rifle
See they tainted our image, fucked up how the game painted our image
They say we dangerous people, why, because we caine to the people
That don't be the reason I be aiming eagle, my aims to get equal
The first and fifteenth's got some restraints on my

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

(Whoo!)