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Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm from the where the
could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much coke that you could run the
And cops the shit top to bottom
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home home
Where personalities crash and meets chrome
The coke prices up and down it's Wall Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow your brains are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now
Welcome to hell where you are to sell
But when them shells come you 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 need Dapper Dan
This a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them flamers before I became
For playing me shall forever remain nameless
I am

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

I came into this motherfucker a hundred strong
Nine to be exact, from grinding
Put this shit in motion no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a but one rhyme could beat that
And if somebody would of told 'em that Hov' would sell
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my mind
That's another difference that's 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 the one I said before
You are now at one smart black boy
Momma ain't no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll water to a well
I was born to get cake, move on and states
Cop the Coupe with the roof and switch plates
Was born to dictate, follow orders
Dickface, get your shit straight, fucker is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!