Turn my music high, high, high,
I'm from the where the Hood swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man There's so coke that you could run the slalom And comb the shit top to bottom They say that we are prone to violence, but home sweet home Where crash and chrome meets chrome The coke prices up and down it's Wall Street homes But this is worse than the Dow Jones your are now blown All over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now to hell where you are welcome to sell But when them come you better return 'em All scars we earn 'em, all cars we '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 before I famous For me y'all 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 five years, million more You are now looking at the 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, grinding G-packs Put this shit in motion ain't no rewinding me Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could that And if somebody would of told 'em that Hov' would clothing Heh, not in lifetime, wasn't 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, million, four In eighteen months, eighty million Now add that number up with the one I before You are now looking at one smart boy ain't raised no fool 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, sell water to a well I was born to get cake, move on and states Cop the Coupe with the gone and switch plates Was born to dictate, never follow Dickface, get your shit straight, fucker is Big Jay
Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!