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[Royce The
5

Listen to why drop they drawls
of em they wanna get involved
Well why you holdin up the wall
Allow me to myself
My is Royce Five Nine
Sick Emcee
to filter the game
To let empty
Trackmaster sound now to blame
'Bout to slap around and bruise the game
O.k, (jump)
If you want the then come (come)
Get it from a nigga that'll you
Or tattoo ya on my arm
Like you one of my homies, just to beat the case
Believe me, lead the race
is my game?
Wakin up next to chicks "What is your name?"
Hustlers big, big
Niggas better they wig

My Deal, My flow, My
{Ladies move you just don't care)
This is Five Nine, My streets, So Please
(Everybody ya hands in the air, Cause)
We forever (Wha)
We won't go (Wha)
We go broke never, cause
You can't me

[Verse 2]
O.k
Alot of people take me for a
Like my careers been depicted from a
Nothing but hardcore
Read "The Source", head of my class for all years
Did I fall out with Eminem
(Chicka) No!
Did I get dropped from "Tommy Boy"
(Chicka) No!
Nigga please, I use more than "Black and Decker"
songs for niggas for classic records
Grimey! If you choose to by the gun, young one, with hits
nine is my hieght
If I was ever to grow, tell a lil' secret
Nobody got to
me, you don't want to back and forth
Ya jewelery look like that shit they sell in the of "The Source"
So come how you come, you just see me
Cause I do I do, Like i'm doin for T.V

[Chorus]
My Deal, My flow, My
{Ladies move like you just care)
You know this is Royce Five Nine, My streets, So
(Everybody Throw ya in the air, Cause)
We live (Wha)
We Won't go (Wha)
We won't do whatever,
You touch me

[Christina
So you wanna see me my ass?
me Royce what would you do for this?
So you wanna get it Now
you can't touch me, you can't touch me
I'm High tonight
ride with Royce 5'9
Tell you just one time
You can't touch me, you can't me

[Royce]
(bounce)
If you wanna what's the amount
Come to me for the not the ounce
I Trickey on people
I'm mild-mannered but I hickey's on people
Black King, felt,
queens, Ice cold, plus hot, Rap "Leon Phelps"
Oh! Where the money at, me the dough
Dummies, I'll you the dough

My Dough, my flow, my shit, my song, my
Notice I sayin My
And, I like me a Light-skinned Ma
All curvey, somethin you can't deny
First singles me
Second singles my city
The third is my son
Three things that's to me
I gotta be rich, cause being broke is I can't afford to be
in the club like Whoa! (Whoa)
Turn a nigga like Oh! (no!)
We open up mind like yo (yo)
cause, you touch me

[Chorus]

Ladies in the club Whoa! (Whoa)
Turn a down like Oh! (no!)
We up they mind like yo (yo)
cause, you touch me

[Chorus fade]