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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 could run the
And comb the shit top to bottom
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 it's Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow your brains are now blown
All over that 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 '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 don't need Dan
This ain't a outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them before I became famous
For playing me y'all shall forever remain
I am

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

I came into this motherfucker a hundred strong
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this in motion ain't no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a but one rhyme could beat that
And if somebody would of told 'em that would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, in my right mind
That's difference that's between me and them
Heh, I'm smarten up, the market up
One million, two million, three million,
In eighteen months, eighty more
Now add that number up with the one I before
You are now looking at one smart boy
Momma raised no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll triple my
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, move on and switch
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and plates
Was born to dictate, never follow
Dickface, get your straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!