I told Swizz ain't ready for the smoke though (oh!) got niggas that be pointin' guns at the po-po Probably got a picture of your auntie in my That was you in the building she was hoppin' out my four-door Shit, but what you 19 now? But you probably still had like 19 thou' In my day I had to work to the white fiends down Brought some crackheads around, to wipe the V down Why drink Rose Jay got Aces? Free Leek he was me the other day up in Aces Bunch of watches with the frozen up faces We got lawyers we can call just to close up the cases Shit, I'm Harlem, what I stunt in is outrageous Went up in the just to cop somethin' outrageous Yeah we got parents, but the drug raised us And shit, I to God, but the lord never saved us So we stuck what we stuck, was fuckin' with that? I pack guns with shoulder stocks the muffler attached We take to different places with the butler attached Or playback the Maybach, press a relax
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Supreme Court hearings, new McLarens Suede seats, Tiptronic steering Baby this is art that with no commission Could be a man, but you gotta know the vision Private jets just to the izzo Parden me I been accused of male chauvinism Gettin' head in the whip, and no collisions Never lackin' 'cause I keep fully loaded with em Shit, you know I gotta the bros in prison (eastside) My nigga Gleem is like a blow Shit, he it up and watch it disappear Shit, now light it up and let it hit the air (light up) I was spittin' Ace of Spade all in this ear I told her, like pretty women Richard Gere Uh, guns and stay fly is a part of us Four packed up in the Benz, it's like a party bus All tough talk, but niggas ain't as hard as us I cook coke at the kitchen, watch it up
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