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[Verse 1: Busta Now we came here to all the real (?) we create We the master of the street fuck you heard Cause everything else is absurd And you we keep it tight, that's what they say And when you whip it in your truck just bang everyday We won't stop rockin', we comin' And all these can't stand us but give us respect
Stop you're doing Cause I'm about to The image and the style that you're to You see we droppin' that strong More and dominant So just respect my
[Verse 2: Busta Look nigga them back as Giant Kong boss presence, they've been shook Try it now Lock the street, let the kid Tie it Don't be mad when your look Quiet You don't too convincing Low stamina rap niggas, you need I godfather shit, pinky ring king I bomb niggas, nuclear is whistling (Now niggas wanna run and high like roaches) a (?) on them boats, let the ships in It's been a drought, coke is up, ching-ching Shell a nigga Brooklyn house to Sin City (?) get real warm, Like the and beefin' in jail domes Got a nigga beastin' aware, I'm in form Now watch how they when ringin' the air horn
Stop you're doing Cause I'm to ruin The image and the style that you're to You see we droppin' strong shit powerful and dominant So just respect my
[Verse 3: With success comes if it's my grind So I up every night nigga, skyline I keep gettin' better, they call me fine whine While these used-to-bes wish filled with (?) But nah, it is what it is And goin' hard is just a part of the biz No porno, now I'm in the Bordeaux We usually in a pair of "damn I saw those" Glass of for everybody They say hungry and never thirsty So I'm buyin' drinks for Problem is that I can't link with And everybody they everybody You think you Big Meech? No you the strip club to the house? No you won't And I'd you to the top but I'm sure It's for real niggas and get stopped at the door
Stop what you're I'm about to ruin The image and the style that you're to You see we droppin' strong shit More powerful and So respect my conglomerate
[Verse 4: + Styles P] Yeah, a real nigga worry bout what a coward do is money So I what an hour do One phone And the posse'll you You know my regime is much powerful Same of course gram is [?] Get charged to the cause every man's a boss my conglomerate, nigga Cash in the stash and the My connect is You wanna problem with Niggas that get momma hit No where the flesh rule Nigga I'm the shit no No to rest Them niggas'll you See where it you these rap guys, the gat flies Crack pies, big niggas get half When the sword the waist or the four hits the face He need a prayer, put the call into Ma$e I put it all in the [?] Put it all in the All in All in the H and Tec-9's, you will respect mines
Stop what you're I'm about to ruin The and the style that you're used to You see we that strong shit powerful and dominant So just my conglomerate