Yeah I'm with Roc-a-Fella man Cause they got man, heh heh
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, Yeah, Stevie J ready? Yo, yo
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Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush With the drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all motherfuckers ain't ready for war I your team in a crisis before, thought I forgot? The rules apply, don't try to switch up your style Y'all niggaz is pumpkin pie, and plain as I Much better you cat, shocked when I got the news that This nigga ready for war, where that fool at? I bruise wack rap niggaz punish them Especially those that get fucked for publishing, heh Always be the weakest nigga out the crew I probably more money off yo' album, than you You see the respect I get time I come through your own videos, you'll always be number two Niggaz talkin' real greasy on R&B records But I'm platinum a times nigga, check the credits S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the price I can even make YO' shit I roast niggaz like ya, smoke niggaz ya Take your little jewels and put the toast to like ya You know the fuck we do and why we done it How I bring it to niggaz who, probably it Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby And I don't even smoke nigga, ain't no Niggaz cat with Jigga, kickin' sneaky shit little tapes but keepin' it secret Cause I kick that deep that divide your peeps shit Now I don't know if you fuckin' Jigga Spittin' that weak y'all
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Yeah, Niggaz don't want it Jig, cause somethin got to give I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you Jigga's the Don, bitches "Jigga dandy, Dick is the bomb, as thick as a arm" Mr. Exxon, gas 'em the wit and the charm Bitch I'm tryin to tell you like Bond I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig Cars, jewelry, homes, I did Oh's, shootouts, keys, I that Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit I get stacks and I kick back And run up on niggaz the midac, where the shit at?
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Time to The platinum from the white gold, right from the The from the fake, ready rock from the raw The from the runners, cats who ride dick From the cats the numbers, the five from the six I got cop n money, pop the dash money the button, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money Beef with Jigga, yo' ass Money It's El Presidente, top money Now I don't flash the steel, I for real My motto: you only good as the nigga you kill I'm here to this meal, nigga that's for real If you rollin with me grab the wheel, ride huh?
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