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Okay, I'm reloaded, yeah,
It's E, Get Low in the bulding, we back
M.A.D.E., everybody It's that new shit ya hear
Yo, Guru, let's do it for niggas, yeah

Ayo, Roc-A-Fella Records runnin' the streets
Get Low, the future, you respect it

The hood's in back of me, guns still beside of me
for the street, hoes, they wanna ride wit me
Big print, I just hit lottery
Like y'all can't see a nigga from poverty

We ghetto, we're gutter, where you come around
Some dudes make records an' say underground
But I not to go that far 'cuz I was born there, pa
I don't write bars, you niggaz see my scars?

An' you know my
I'm more for the war, I'm guts an' glory
other dudes front for y'all, I can't do it
I don't gotta sell my soul to sell

I put the beat on, Murder'll the weed up
Put it on the street one week, it heat up
Heavy rotation, on Hot 9
You niggaz get your right 'cuz I got mine

An' it's Roc-A-Fella Records the streets reckless
Get Low, the future, you gotta it

I in it since 9 to 6 before I could drive whips
To focus on gettin' paid, before of age'
Niggaz, they understand the boy became a man
to all my peeps, that's why I did for the fam

Who the fuck, want None of you niggaz
I'm back 'cuz I ain't done wit the bidniss
Them niggaz owe me a check, niggaz owe me
I give you that good game I you I been M.A.D.E.

An' it's Roc-A-Fella Records runnin' the reckless
Get Low, the future, you gotta it

An' I'm the M to the A to the R C Y
So many be hatin', they don't want me to ride
But, you see Bleek just livin' his
Instead you wanna see a nigga throwin' that

Well, so be it, it's many dudes in the
That family now an' y'all see it
Dynasty though, it the same
So time you throw it up
You know who the game, homie

The ROC army, Get Low an' Property
Caked up in real estate an' never Monopoly
But why niggaz wanna act all aggy?
'Cuz of the bigger plate an' I got baggies?

But where's the love?
I could tell you it ain't nuttin' over here but new an' slugs
An' it's all about the butter, you listenin', baby, boy?
That the never lose, we just kill an' destroy

An' it's Roc-A-Fella Records runnin' the streets
Get Low, the future, you respect it