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The baby...

I from LA
All the way to (NY NY)
And when I get
I get down in LA
All the way to (NY NY)
And when I
I parley in LA
All the way to (NY NY)

the Iceberg baby
I'll you under like the Titanic
Gun romantic
Gigantic on the
Of the trade
World reknown for my
Only the real will feel
steel is
The straps I'm copulating
a lady (?)
Blow hand off
African
The
Ice the hardest
Feel me, a gem
One thing that I got you'll never respect
I the pits on ya
I California
of the shooters
The
The movers
barracuda
Set you up for the
you're really not ballin unless you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I ya
Cross my crew, we'll ya
It's a motherfuckin
My dominance to this
I live for gun smoke
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 in this damn game are still teething
Believe it if you say it enough you'll be it
You never lived none of your raps, or even it
I mean it, every 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 movie - my cash
You went double platinum
Let's see if you
Every word I say is documented and repeated
The truth is, I the raw game, boy believe it
I've succeeded, in turning dirty dough
Bounced to the Bentley the prime-it-up Regal
Like Biggie says, unbelieveable
My pull
You even play step in my way
You'll meet my

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

My stature when in my rapture
me on the street? I'm the nicest brother you meet
Confusing sometimes, the way I a rough rhyme
You might I'm lying, cool I like that
I smile in your face, squeeze off the case, rock the glock
In your stomach, then smile again
Don't want to be your enemy, I'd rather be friend
the real win in the game, but what's the prize?
Every man goes mad drama, and every man dies
Look in my eyes, touch my soul, I like you
The I've done, I've got lots of retribution 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, bright lights and
I love bailin with my Bronx niggas, crashin
I love switch hittin with my niggas on the
You might see me in New Orleans at Gras
Or at the Lex, in the Oaktown live
Or in Chi-town at the Ball, true P.I.
Pimp or Die, Ice baby, it's a well fact
That true players the whole map.

And we all the way to (NY NY)