Turn my high, high, high, high-er
I'm the streets where the could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man There's so much coke that you run the slalom And cops comb the top to bottom They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet Where personalities crash and chrome meets The coke prices up and down like it's Wall homes But is worse than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown All over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now Welcome to hell where you are to sell But when them shells you better return 'em All we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like 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 flamers I became famous For playing me y'all forever remain nameless I am
Sure I do, I tell you the difference between me and They trying to get they ones, I'm to get them M's One million, two million, three million, In just years, forty million more You are now at the forty million boy I'm rapping Def Jam 'til I'm the million man R., O., C.
I came into this motherfucker a grand strong Nine to be exact, from G-packs Put this shit in motion ain't no me back Could 40 off a brick but one rhyme could beat that And if somebody would of told 'em that Hov' would sell Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my mind That's another difference that's between me and Heh, I'm smarten up, the market up One million, two million, million, four In eighteen months, eighty million Now add that up with the one I said before You are now at one smart black boy ain't raised no fool Put me anywhere on God's green earth, triple my worth Motherfucker, I, will, not,
I ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell I am a baby, I'll sell water to a well I was born to get cake, on and switch states Cop the Coupe the roof gone and switch plates Was born to dictate, never follow Dickface, get your shit straight, fucker is Big Jay
Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!