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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 that you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet
Where personalities and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and like it's Wall Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow your brains are now blown
All over brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to hell you are welcome to sell
But when shells come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em the back of our hand
We watch for 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 before I became famous
For me y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am

Sure I do, I tell you the difference me and them
trying to get they ones, I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, million, four
In just five years, 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 into this motherfucker a hundred strong
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this shit in ain't no rewinding me back
make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could beat that
And if somebody of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, 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 smart boy
Momma ain't raised no
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll 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 to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and plates
Was to dictate, never follow orders
Dickface, get shit straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!