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Yo, yo JAY, I sick all y'all haters blow dick I spits the game for that throw bricks Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, chicks,
Sex and mayhem romance for the street Only wife of is a life of crime And since a bitch in mini skirts and big chests How can I not flirt death
That's life's a nigga, long as life us We gonna sin a lot and to Christ, forgive us Fuck it, ice the wrists and raise the on these niggaz Y'all floss on my level
I'll you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter When I go all the harlem playaz wall my If you get enough you can read the scripture It reads money, cash, hoes, how real was that nigga,
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Flavors robust platinum and gold Y'all rap now, fast lets slow it up Niggaz try to stop Jay Z to no Roc A Fella CEO, what? What?
Us the villains, fuck feelings While playa hate we in the upper millions What's the dealing', huh, it's like New York's soft Ever since came through and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin' to the feeling' fuck the law keep dealin' money, more cash, more chilling I know they gone criticize the hook on this I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song
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DMX and my bite Jigga, my rhyme all night Thugs for one night with this rap shit Let 'em go and I bet know what'll happen
When we shit Actin' we owe 'em somethin' we show 'em somethin' Talk greasy I think they 'em down the road or somethin'
Fuckin' wit a madman in a bad It's like fuckin' wit a mad dog that fed food The only thing thats him is you, what? 'Cos the only thing that he'll be is you, what?
include in two Drop it to Clue and the response the street was one dog that loves raw meat
But gettin' back to 'cos I love my niggaz I blood for my niggaz Let a nigga holler my niggaz All I'ma hear is right here my nigga, on
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Roc A shit, uh, uh Ryders, my nigga Swizz Uh, uh, uh, uh Dont stop Uh, uh, uh, Inspect the yo Inspect the yo