Turn my high, high, high, high-er
I'm from the where the Hood could swallow a man, follow a man There's so much coke you could run the slalom And cops comb the 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 Wall Street homes But this is than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown All over that Brougham, one slip you are now gone Welcome to hell where you are to sell But when them shells come you better '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, homes is it Was clapping flamers before I became famous For me y'all 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 years, forty 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 this motherfucker a hundred grand strong Nine to be exact, from grinding Put shit in motion ain't no rewinding me back Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could that And if would of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing Heh, not in this lifetime, in my right mind That's another difference that's me and them Heh, I'm smarten up, open the up One million, two million, three million, In eighteen months, eighty million Now add that number up with the one I before You are now looking at one smart boy Momma ain't raised no 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 baby, I'll sell water to a well I was born to get cake, on and switch states Cop the Coupe the roof gone and switch plates Was born to dictate, never follow Dickface, get your shit straight, this is Big Jay
Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!