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The baby...

I represent LA
All the way to (NY NY)
And when I get
I get here in LA
All the way to (NY NY)
And I parley
I parley in LA
All the way to (NY NY)

the Iceberg baby
I'll send you under the Titanic
Gun romantic
on the pages
Of the trade
reknown for my realness
Only the real will this
Stainless is
The straps that I'm
a lady (?)
Blow hand off
stand-off
The
Ice the hardest
me, a gem correct
One thing I got you'll never get's respect
I stick the on ya
I California
of the shooters
The
The drug
Girl
Set you up for the
Where you're not ballin unless you got 10 mill
I shine so I blind ya
my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin
My dominance to this
I for gun smoke aroma
Mack yo' into a coma
Two hoes like Noah of type
Bitches I kick to curbs, you make your wife
hit by the gun spit, kid still breathing
While half you busters in this game are still teething
it if you say it enough that you'll be it
You never lived of your raps, or even seen it
I mean it, word a brother say
a brother play, kid
I politic and
The fact is I
Camoflauge to
R & B
Get the play
So I get fly
Do a - quadruple my cash
You just went platinum
Let's see if you
Every word I say is documented and repeated
The truth is, I dropped the raw game, boy it
I've succeeded, in turning dough legal
Bounced to the Bentley from the Regal
Biggie says, It's unbelieveable
My street
You even like step in my way
meet my people

I've round the world ballin, did it all, what's next?
most of y'all busters on your first rolex
Been deep in the life kid, 76
Touched the water, the crack game, the licks
Fix yourself if you're broke fool, that my fault
The game must be taught and comprehended, then
done illegally, carried out strategically
Or else incarceration is felt, the is dealt
You lose it's
Hit 10 indictments
Kiss baby and your wife
riding kites for life
Alot of won't feel me, but some of y'all do
I'll at least a half a mill of this before I'm through
That ain't the most, but I've done this than you
Plus it ain't my gig, I'm still connected
With the that can flip a thou to a ticket

My stature when in my rapture
Meet me on the street? I'm the nicest brother you
Confusing sometimes, the way I a rough rhyme
You think I'm lying, cool I like that
I smile in your face, off the case, rock the glock back
In your stomach, then smile again
Don't want to be your enemy, I'd rather be your
Only the win in the game, but what's the prize?
Every man through mad drama, and every man dies
Look in my eyes, touch my soul, I like you
The evil I've done, I've got lots of to do
That's an impossible task, 'cause every night the gats
So I to the sky and ask
I've been blessed by God to this mic hard, so I do it
You got a problem, work it
I love New York night, lights and action
I love bailin with my niggas, party crashin
I switch hittin with my niggas on the shaw
You might see me in New Orleans at Gras
Or at the Lex, in the Oaktown live
Or in Chi-town at the Players Ball, P.I.
Pimp or Die, Ice baby, a well known fact
That true players the whole map.

And we all the way to (NY NY)