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"It's new!"
Yeah! yeah, Busta down, flipmode now
I know what you all like doin'
Go 'head and crash your whip in the fuckin'
cool, niggaz, we gets busy

For sure, spit rogue, get 'bout to kick in the door
Dick sore, split 'til they shit on the floor
Clique more sick from when you use to see us
Shit, a nigga, quick, niggaz know my rapport
Keep workers on the that be ready for war
Brick I flip a little if they shit in the store
Rip, maybe 'til drop, and they shit in they drawers
Shit when I pop, and I'm grippin' the four

Thick in the spot, watch them strip for the sport
Spit vicious for the block, we swingin' a torch
Stick niggaz for they shit, thank for they support
Quick nigga, better quit down at the court
Check track a slick and try to go on my Forbes
Cause we stackin' like we rich, and we the fort
This time, we had to it, guess what we brought
The hottest shit to bang L.A. to the streets of New York

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, turn the key and
Make a million yeah we make about five
We speak the truth and we talkin' no jive
I'm to the streets and everybody's with it
Once again you know we come to get it

Ha, I stay wicked now I'm back on the
Like I went on a and I'm back from my trip
Nuff radio rotation I'm sailin' a ship
Or when the circle the block, busy trailin' my clique
Truck full of niggaz with the strap and the whip
Get the gat out of the stash, put it on my hip
Gat butt you in the face, split and your lip
Blood hit the floor louder than the clap when it

I your name with bullets, read the back of the script
My victim's initials engraved on the back of the
Chicks love the way we roll, how the movement is
So official like my name's on the of your bitch
Pay for the name on the back of the stitch
Name like the whole city now I'm the pitch
Kick back kinda crazy when I'm holdin' the
Think you nicer the God, shit is only a myth

ahold of the masses, I was born with a gift
Niggaz be they trap, throw 'em over the cliff
Thinkin' and drinkin' the Guinness, busy the spliff
Flippin' and shittin' on 'til we old and we stiff
I don't even whips, throw the shit on the lift
12 hours, one worker do the of the shift
I do the thing to make you your mouth
And give you shit to bang the midwest and the rest of the

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, turn the key and
Make a yeah we gonna make about five
We speak the and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the streets and everybody's it
Once again you know we come to get it