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Yo, yo JAY, I sick Fuck all y'all haters dick I spits the game for that throw bricks Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, chicks,
Sex murder and mayhem romance for the Only wife of mines is a of crime And since life's a bitch in skirts and big chests How can I not flirt death
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 these Y'all can't floss on my
I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya is glitter When I go all the harlem playaz my picture If you get close enough you can the scripture It reads money, cash, hoes, how was that nigga, what?
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Flavors robust and gold touch Y'all rap now, fast lets slow it up try to stop Jay Z to no luck Roc A foreva CEO, what? What?
Us the villains, fuck your While playa hate we in the upper millions What's the dealing', huh, it's like New York's soft since Snoop came through and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin' to restore the fuck the law keep dealin' More money, more cash, chilling I know they 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 write a on Sex murder and mayhem for the street Man and I tell ya it'll be the seller
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DMX and my dogs Jigga, my nigga rhyme all Thugs for life one night with this rap Let 'em go and I bet know what'll happen
When we clap Actin' we owe 'em somethin' Then we 'em somethin' Talk greasy I think they found 'em the road or somethin'
wit a madman in a bad mood It's like 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,
Topic in two Drop it to Clue and the response from the This was one dog that loves raw
But gettin' back to just 'cos I my niggaz I blood for my niggaz Let a nigga holler my niggaz All I'ma hear is here my nigga, come on
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