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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 you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home home
Where personalities crash and chrome meets
The prices up and down like it's Wall Street homes
But this is than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one you are now gone
to hell where you are welcome to sell
But them shells come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we '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 sewn outfit homes, homes is it
Was clapping them flamers before I became
For playing me y'all shall forever remain
I am

I do, I tell you the difference 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 five years, million more
You are now at the forty million boy
I'm rapping Def Jam I'm the hundred million man
R., O., C.

I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this shit in motion ain't no me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one could beat that
And if somebody would of told 'em that Hov' would clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my mind
That's another that's between me and them
Heh, I'm smarten up, open the up
One million, two million, million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add that up with the one I said before
You are now at one smart black boy
Momma raised no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

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

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!