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[Intro:
up Rector!
I wasn't say it again?
Word up, man all good!
You gotta let us in your little shit!
You got
Keep shit, man!
You could it man.
WE GOOD!
Killa!

[Verse 1: Cam'Ron] See you to front. (word!) Me? I like to stunt. (true!)
I go for it on fourth you the type to punt. (fuck that!)
I go for the homerun. - You the to bunt
No support stay in court twice a month. - the blunt!
D.A.! - Flees and flies he breakin' them pizza pies (Mr. Pies!)
See my eyes, rolled up right now. - I'm three to five. (in Jersey!)
Assault charge, granted - it was aggrevated
But you characters my character - assasinate it. (nope!)
Ha! - had to hate it aggitated cash related (cash related!)
I tell your "Grab my dick! Ha! Now masterbate it! "
Don't catch feelings man - how she not feelin'
And look her by the waist like a ceilin fan (you crazy!)
My girl Chanel should sell shit 'for Chanel hell
Split down 50 mill' - on my Chappelle, shit! (Chapelle, shit!)
Get your ice wet! - Lay that slight bet
Word my heard you'll get curved like a Nike, check!

[Interlude:
Check!
Check! Fly!
Ayo, call us the new Harlem Knights, man!
We like Richard Pryor and Eddie! (man, don't fuckin' us!)
Three shots I'll take his whole out! (fire, man!)
ass niggas! (Huh?)

[Verse 2:
You now lookin' at the face of the new (yes!)
No Plies! Big faces in these jeans! (HUH? !)
I don't tie nor lace 'em keep lose strings (all day!)
Tongue hangin' son in them two G's.
She gon' drop on two once she see the belt (huh?)
I'm number one with the I need to meet with Phelps. (Haaaaaa!)
Got my own corner! (Corner!) - I need your help. (nah!)
I'm doin everything like I only myself. (huh!)
A bit more thread I'd have the city (sowed!)
Top down gettin head while on the phone. (phone!)
Powder it's all like the one that Diddy owns (yeah!)
Ask Killa I write +Thrillers+ like Jones!
G4's and villa homes (homes!)
pokin', y'all chest out - y'all silicones! (Haaaaa!)
Jeff Hamilton spurs level silver phones (yes!)
Standin on the couch in spillin' Rose. (Rose!)- Homes! (Homes!)

[12 seconds

3:]

DAMN! See while I'm feelin' (See?)
The market done changed and y'all rappers still on the (things change!)
Quick to go for the like I'm from Philadelph'
I feel for y'all health - 'fore I your ice grill and get melt. (like chill!)
Shotty pump! No ball get your body (dumped!)
I don't brawl a phone call have your slumped! (HUH? !)
Queens stories heard 'em all Preme to Ronnie Bump (yeah!)
on that four door Porsche should be out in a month.

With these keys I'm a wilderbeast (word!) feel the fleece (I'm feelin'!)
I should at the ground the way I kill this beat. (true!)
No seatbelt but ma, unfacin it
Jag Coupe is lavender, I'm playin' passenger. (shotgun!)
"Killa" the signature (yes!) before that is the (now!)
Pow was a baller hustler prisoner. (what else?)
But a good (ture!) - your wife I might piss on her,
Christian her! - Yeah how I'll wizz it wizz on her. [beat stops]