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

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

Vado]
Check!
Check! Fly!
Ayo, they call us the new Knights, man!
We like Richard Pryor and Eddie! (man, don't with 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 tie nor lace 'em keep some lose strings (all day!)
hangin' son fakin in them two G's.
She gon' drop on two knees she see the belt (huh?)
I'm number one with the water I need to with Phelps. (Haaaaaa!)
Got my own corner! (Corner!) - I don't need help. (nah!)
I'm everything like I only need myself. (huh!)
A bit more thread I'd have the city (sowed!)
Top down gettin head while on the phone. (phone!)
Powder blue it's all like the one that Diddy (yeah!)
Ask I write +Thrillers+ like Quincy Jones!
speedboats and villa homes (homes!)
Fake pokin', y'all chest out - silicones! (Haaaaa!)
Jeff spurs level with silver phones (yes!)
on the couch in mansions spillin' Rose. (Rose!)- Homes! (Homes!)

[12 seconds

3:]

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

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