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Sex and mayhem romance for the street wife of mines is a life of crime And life's a bitch in mini skirts and big chests How can I not flirt with
That's life's a nigga, as life prevent us We gonna sin a lot and pray to Christ, us Fuck it, ice the and raise the price on these niggaz Y'all can't floss on my
I'll 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 reads money, cash, hoes, how was that nigga, what?
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Flavors robust platinum and touch rap now, fast money lets slow it up Niggaz try to stop Jay Z to no Roc A Fella CEO, what? What?
Us the villains, fuck your While y'all playa hate we in the millions What's the dealing', huh, it's New York's been soft Ever since Snoop came and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin' to the feeling' fuck the law keep dealin' money, more cash, more chilling I know gone criticize the hook on this song I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song
Bed Stuy 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 nigga all night Thugs for life one night with rap shit Let 'em go and I bet they know what'll
When we clap Actin' we owe 'em somethin' Then we show 'em Talk greasy I think they found 'em down the or somethin'
wit a madman in a bad mood It's like fuckin' wit a mad dog that wasn't fed The thing thats stoppin' him is you, what? 'Cos the only thing he'll be droppin' is you, what?
include in two Drop it to Clue and the response from the was one dog that loves raw meat
But gettin' to just 'cos 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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Roc A shit, uh, uh Ruff Ryders, my nigga Uh, uh, uh, uh Dont stop Uh, uh, uh, the game yo Inspect the yo