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Yo, yo JAY, I flow all y'all haters blow dick I spits the game for those that bricks Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, chicks,
Sex murder and romance for the street Only wife of mines is a life of And since a bitch in mini skirts and big chests How can I not flirt death
life's a nigga, long as life prevent us We sin a lot and pray to Christ, forgive us it, ice the wrists and raise the price on these niggaz Y'all floss on my level
I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is I go all the harlem playaz 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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Us the villains, fuck your While y'all playa hate we in the upper the dealing', huh, it's like New York's been soft Ever since came through and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin' to restore the fuck the law keep dealin' More money, more cash, chilling I they gone criticize the hook on this song Like I a fuck I'm just a crook on this song
Bed Brooknon took on the world Shit, I led a life you can write a on Sex and mayhem romance for the street Man and I tell ya it'll be the best
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DMX and my dogs Jigga, my nigga all night Thugs for one night with this rap shit Let 'em go and I bet know what'll happen
When we clap like we owe 'em somethin' Then we show 'em Talk greasy I think they found 'em the road or somethin'
Fuckin' wit a in a bad mood It's fuckin' wit a mad dog that wasn't fed food The only thats stoppin' him is you, what? 'Cos the only thing that he'll be droppin' is you,
Topic in two Drop it to Clue and the from the street was one dog that loves raw meat
But gettin' back to 'cos I love my niggaz I shed blood for my Let a nigga holler where my All I'ma is right here my nigga, come on
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