I told they ain't ready for the smoke though (oh!) Still got niggas that be guns at the po-po Probably got a picture of your in my photos was you in front the building when she was hoppin' out my Shit, but what you 19 now? But you probably still had like 19 thou' In my day I had to work to bring the white fiends Brought some crackheads around, just to wipe the V Why Rose when Jay got Aces? Free Leek he was with me the day up in Aces Bunch of pretty watches with the up faces We got them lawyers we can just to close up the cases Shit, I'm from Harlem, what I in is outrageous Went up in the just to cop somethin' outrageous we got parents, but the drug dealers raised us And shit, I to God, but the lord never saved us So we what we stuck, what was fuckin' with that? I pack guns with shoulder stocks with the attached We take trips to different places with the attached Or playback the Maybach, press a button
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Supreme hearings, brand new McLarens Suede seats, Tiptronic steering Baby this is art come with no commission Could be a man, but you gotta know the vision jets just to blow the izzo Parden me I been accused of male chauvinism head in the whip, and havin' no collisions Never lackin' 'cause I keep fully loaded with em Shit, you I gotta shout the bros in prison (eastside) My Gleem is like a blow magician Shit, he cook it up and watch it Shit, now it up and let it hit the air (light that up) I was Ace of Spade all in this bitch's ear I told her, like women like Richard Gere Uh, pack and stay fly is a part of us Four bitches up in the Benz, it's like a party bus All this talk, but niggas ain't as hard as us I cook at the kitchen, watch it harden up
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my My, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my