Turn my music high, high, high,
I'm from the where the Hood could a man, bullets'll follow a man There's so coke that you could run the slalom And cops comb the top to bottom They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home home Where personalities crash and chrome meets The coke prices up and down like it's Wall homes But this is worse the Dow Jones your brains are now blown All that brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone Welcome to hell where you are welcome to But when them shells you better return 'em All scars we earn 'em, all we learn 'em like the back of our hand We watch for cops out the back of van Wear a G on my chest, I don't Dapper Dan ain't a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it Was clapping them flamers I became famous For playing me shall forever remain nameless I am
Sure I do, I tell you the difference me and them They trying to get they ones, I'm to get them M's One million, two million, million, four In just years, forty million more You are now looking at the million 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, grinding G-packs Put this shit in motion ain't no me back Could make 40 off a but one rhyme could beat that And if somebody would of 'em that Hov' would sell clothing Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my mind That's difference that's between me and them Heh, I'm smarten up, open the up One million, two million, million, four In eighteen months, eighty more Now add that number up the one I said before You are now looking at one black boy Momma ain't raised no Put me on God's green earth, I'll triple 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 switch Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch Was born to dictate, never orders Dickface, get your shit straight, this is Big Jay
Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!