I told Swizz they ain't for the smoke though (oh!) Still got niggas that be pointin' at the po-po Probably got a picture of auntie in my photos That was you in the building when she was out my four-door Shit, but what you like 19 But you still never had like 19 thou' In my day I had to work to bring the white fiends Brought some crackheads around, to wipe the V down Why Rose when Jay got Aces? Free he was with me the other day up in Aces Bunch of pretty watches with the up faces We got lawyers we can call just to close up the cases Shit, I'm from Harlem, what I stunt in is Went up in the dealer just to cop somethin' 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, what was fuckin' that? I pack with shoulder stocks with the muffler attached We trips to different places with the butler attached Or the Maybach, press a button relax
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Supreme Court hearings, brand new Suede pipe seats, steering this is art that come with no commission Could be a man, but you gotta know the vision Private jets just to blow the Parden me 'cause I been accused of chauvinism Gettin' head in the whip, and havin' no Never lackin' I keep that fully loaded with em Shit, you I gotta shout the bros in prison (eastside) My nigga Gleem is a blow magician Shit, he cook it up and 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 like Richard Gere Uh, pack and stay fly is a part of us Four bitches packed up in the Benz, it's like a bus All this tough talk, but niggas as hard as us I cook coke at the kitchen, watch it up
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