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Turn my music high, high, high,

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

Sure I do, I you the difference between me and them
They trying to get 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 million boy
I'm rapping Def Jam I'm the hundred million man
R., O., C.

I came into this a hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put shit in motion ain't no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one could beat that
And if somebody of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
That's another difference 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 said
You are now looking at one black boy
ain't raised no fool
Put me anywhere on God's earth, I'll triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll sell to a well
I was to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe the roof gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, follow orders
Dickface, get shit straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!