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Yo, yo JAY, I sick Fuck all y'all haters blow I spits the game for that throw bricks Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, chicks,
Sex and mayhem romance for the street Only wife of mines is a of crime And since a bitch in mini skirts and big chests How can I not flirt with
That's a nigga, long as life prevent us We gonna sin a lot and to Christ, forgive us Fuck it, ice the wrists and raise the price on niggaz Y'all floss on my level
invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter When I go all the harlem wall my picture If you get enough you can read the scripture It money, cash, hoes, how real was that nigga, what?
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robust platinum and gold touch Y'all rap now, fast money slow it up Niggaz try to stop Jay Z to no Roc A Fella foreva CEO, what?
Us the villains, fuck feelings While playa hate we in the upper millions What's the dealing', huh, it's like New been soft Ever since Snoop came and crushed the buildings
I'm to restore the feeling' fuck the law keep dealin' More money, cash, more chilling I they gone criticize the hook on this song Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on song
Bed Brooknon took on the world Shit, I led a life you can a book on Sex and mayhem romance for the street Man and I tell ya it'll be the seller
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DMX and my dogs Jigga, my rhyme all night Thugs for life one night with rap shit Let 'em go and I bet they what'll happen
When we clap Actin' like we owe 'em Then we 'em somethin' Talk greasy I think found 'em down the road or somethin'
Fuckin' wit a in a bad mood like fuckin' wit a mad dog that wasn't fed food The thing thats stoppin' him is you, what? 'Cos the only thing that he'll be droppin' is you,
include in two Drop it to Clue and the response the street This was one dog that raw meat
But gettin' back to just I love my niggaz I shed for my niggaz Let a nigga holler where my All I'ma is right here my nigga, come on
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