I told Swizz they ain't for the smoke though (oh!) Still got niggas that be guns at the po-po Probably got a picture of auntie in my photos That was you in the building she was hoppin' out my four-door Shit, but you like 19 now? But you probably still never had 19 thou' In my day I had to work to bring the white down Brought some crackheads around, just to wipe the V Why Rose when Jay got Aces? Free he was with me the other day up in Aces Bunch of pretty watches the frozen up faces We got them we can call just to close up the cases Shit, I'm from Harlem, I stunt in is outrageous Went up in the just to cop somethin' outrageous Yeah we got parents, but the drug dealers us And shit, I prayed to God, but the never saved us So we stuck what we stuck, what was with that? I pack guns shoulder stocks with the muffler attached We take trips to different places with the attached Or playback the Maybach, press a relax
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Supreme hearings, brand new McLarens Suede pipe seats, Tiptronic Baby this is art that with no commission Could be a blind man, but you gotta know the Private just to blow the izzo Parden me 'cause I accused of male chauvinism Gettin' in the whip, and havin' no collisions lackin' 'cause I keep that fully loaded with em Shit, you know I gotta the bros in prison (eastside) My nigga Gleem is like a magician Shit, he cook it up and watch it Shit, now light it up and let it hit the air (light up) I was Ace of Spade all in this bitch's ear I her, like pretty women like Richard Gere Uh, pack guns and stay fly is a 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 coke at the kitchen, watch it harden up
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