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Hov made me want to throw the up
Nas made me a QB chain
Noriega me want to do Pharell beats
soon as Dark and Hell is Hot dropped and my changed
Hov made me want to throw the up
Nas made me want a QB
Styles, Kiss, and had me in the street
50 on repeat on the 2 train

The Hot Boys me want to cop mad toys
Puffy had me to be a bad boy
Biggie had me wanting to be a
Now it's nothing than 220 on the dashboard
I was to give it to him if he asked for it
none of your dreams shatter like a door
Knocking the chronic, we gridin' gettin' bags off
Richie Porter, Azie had me wanting a black
Now we on to get a better team
Skimpin' baggies, I kept an extra gram
I Impala "keep flying, I hope we never land"
"All I Need" for word, I thought I was Method Man
Mary J on repeat
Leave you dead on vacation, the 9 to the beach
I'm my own man, so I don't care your boy think
DJ Whoo Kid had me I was Lloyd Banks

Hov made me to throw the diamond up
Nas me want a QB chain
Noriega made me want to do beats
soon as Dark and Hell is Hot and my mood changed
Hov me want to throw the diamond up
Nas made me want a QB
Styles, Kiss, and had me in the street
50 Cent on on the 2 train

On the block, you ain't see it, bitch, you about it
I'm havin' conversations with Irv
No trappin' at house, I hit her lobby
Addicted to pain killers, the Percs got me
Mase had me wanting to have my waves
Too Short told me I should never pay women
Youngin' got money, wonder why he stay grinnin'
Lately been feelin' like Jeter in the 8th
Derek, is
On I would stare at my fridge with
nothing there, I barely would live
Really goin' out my mind, don't what therapy is
My hitters the kids kill and bury them dead
Nas told me they would rush, I'm prepared for the
cannabis, watching Ellen cannabis clips
What you want, a 50, a dime, gram, or a
M.O.P had me tellin' "hand me your shit"
"Ante Up"

Hov made me want to the diamond up
Nas made me want a QB
Noriega me want to do Pharell beats
as Dark and Hell is Hot dropped and my mood changed
Hov made me want to throw the up
Nas made me a QB chain
Styles, Kiss, and Sheek had me in the
50 Cent on on the 2 train

Pac me think if I get shot I'ma keep standin'
Big Pun had me wanting to speak Spanish
No more and noodles, now we eat salmon
Damn, fifty voices in my sayin' "Keep gambling"
I came up off that phone tap,
Escobar style, the fox for the culture
Momma had plastic on the sofa, wrap coasters
Had Fab on the

Hov me want to throw the diamond up
Nas me want a QB chain
Noriega made me want to do Pharell
Soon as Dark and is Hot dropped and my mood changed
Hov me want to throw the diamond up
Nas made me a QB chain
Styles, Kiss, and Sheek had me in the
50 on repeat on the 2 train