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Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm the streets where the
Hood could swallow a man, bullets'll a man
There's so much coke that you could run the
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 Wall Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow Jones your are now blown
All over brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to hell you are welcome to sell
But when them shells you better return 'em
All scars we 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our hand
We for cops hopping out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dan
This ain't a sewn outfit homes, is about it
Was clapping them flamers before I famous
For playing me y'all forever remain nameless
I am

Sure I do, I tell you the difference me and them
They trying to get they ones, I'm 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 'til I'm the hundred man
R., O., C.

I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand
Nine to be exact, grinding G-packs
Put this shit in ain't no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme beat that
And if somebody would of told 'em that Hov' would clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right
That's another difference that's me and them
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, three million,
In months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with the one I before
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, sell water to a well
I was born to get cake, move on and states
Cop the Coupe with the gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never follow
Dickface, get your shit straight, this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!