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Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm the streets where the
Hood could a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much coke that you could run the
And cops the shit top to bottom
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home home
personalities crash and chrome meets chrome
The coke up and down like it's Wall Street homes
But this is worse the Dow Jones your brains are now blown
All over that Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to hell you are welcome to sell
But when them shells come you better 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em the back of our hand
We watch for cops hopping out the of van
Wear a G on my chest, I need Dapper Dan
This ain't a outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them before I became famous
For me y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am

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

I came this motherfucker a hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this shit in motion ain't no rewinding me
Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme beat that
And if somebody would of told 'em Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
another difference that's between me and them
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add that number up with the one I before
You are now looking at one black boy
Momma ain't raised no
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, triple 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 to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never orders
Dickface, get your straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!