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Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm from the where the
Hood could swallow a man, follow a man
There's so much coke that you run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to
say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet home
Where personalities and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down like it's Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow Jones your brains are now
All over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now
Welcome to where you are welcome to sell
But when them shells you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the of our hand
We for cops hopping out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dan
ain't a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping flamers before I became famous
For me y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am

I do, I tell you the difference between me and them
They to get they ones, I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, three million,
In just five years, forty million
You are now looking at the forty boy
I'm rapping Def Jam I'm the hundred million man
R., O., C.

I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this shit in ain't no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one could beat that
And if somebody would of told 'em that would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right
That's another difference that's between me and
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with the one I before
You are now looking at one black boy
Momma ain't no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in
I am a hustler baby, I'll sell to a well
I was born to get cake, on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch
Was born to dictate, never orders
Dickface, get your shit straight, this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!