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Turn my music high, high, high,

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

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

I came into this a hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, grinding 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 would of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right
That's another that's between me and them
Heh, I'm smarten up, open the up
One million, two million, three million,
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add that number up with the one I said
You are now looking at one smart boy
Momma ain't no fool
Put me on God's green earth, I'll triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

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

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!