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I say
I can give it to you but gon do wit it,
I can give it to you but gon doo [2x]
wha-wha wha-wha

Felony]
I can give it to ya but gonna do wit it
Im in Texas Im bumpin' screw music
With Big Mike and and Luke loop
Me and Crook like Bo and Luke duke
When Im in Miama I go to Luke
To see the show and hit the duke shoot
Went to Branson, back to back, Lex
Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb
Two suckers had beef so I watched shoot
Called up Rat, copped a bullet proof
Seen he took is to the fruit
Then he went to the and brought down the roof
Mink coats and moet, bitches drippin
a cassette to Funkmaster Flex
And now Im bumpin' on East tapedecks
from Swatch to platinum Rolex
S.D., Jersey we more sex
flow
go

Im too for my motherfuckin hood, hood
Im too sexy for my motherfuckin low [2x]

Man]
If my niggas cant eat then niggaz cant sleep
I just begun to Nightmare on Elm Street
Release from Beach to South Beach, capeesh?
Kickin as I bust, .... peace
And all them crooked cops on the
My niggas the funk like your Grandpa feet
Til death do us part, save my bullets for the
With darts, HBO watching after dark
No love for a mark, less for a trick
wanna be like Mike, Mike who my ...
Real shit
Run wit my niggas aint got shit
Pop shit, and peddle for profit
One time, out for mine, but stop it
Trying to they hands in my pocket
So I bring obnoxious, lah that be toxic
Leave the scene spotless
Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the
Niggas, your watches
We're goin in, wit nothing but a clan
Mr. meth, (DMX!)
Im running

I got a wicked flow and Im kick it yo
the pressure
Snatching niggas up just a chain off the dresser
Niggas hit me with the best shit then
I shake bullshit off [arf arf arf] then go ...
Ive been down too long, cant a motherfucker me nothing
Y'all .. is duckin me like you owe me something
I got more than an esse, but lets say
I couldnt talk you walk my way on your best day
The best way you can to get close to me
Is right here under my wing you're supposed to be
The first you start acting fuckin strange
to be ducking range
Talkin wearing a fuckin' chain
I niggaz like promises
Split em' like Thomas'
And sell drugs than a pharmacist
Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent
Attitude that mind doing time