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