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P yeah, you heard of him, big chains and sports cars of Bacardi, been at the awards I need a bitch like Aguilera for a broad I I can splack that, she dyin' for a thug
And she heard of me, she know about my life Shootouts in New with various types money, faster guns, we party every night 'Cause we perform, every day of the for that price
Mobb Deep, who you know got a catalogue And still brand new, like we just started? The Carhatt Mobb, Guess jean Inch Chain Gang, volume please
So these can hear the sounds of Queens I your arm hairs stand up, it had to be me Mixed the A L C and H A V N.Y.C. to L.A., we do our
Everybody have a ball, everybody Everywhere you it ain't nuttin but phatties and hotties Everything is all 'til you try to try me That's when I make
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Yo, I'ma glow, like a bomb, jux, with the certy arm Rippin' anything, you motherfuckin' hear me on Add it to the catalogue, hitters had the song Niggaz no feelings and me, got 'em camoflauged
F'real baby, you little so emotional And tip-toe around the until that toast to you Ain't got no problem in you Enemies I could with, be the ones that's close to you
And do, what I'm 'posed to do, approach Why you faggots only squeezin' out, the vocal booth? my style be that overproof, open the Coupe Open your was talkin', wasn't talkin' to you
And now the medics gotta mind to face, tyin' the lace You tellin' a D.A. got 'em tryin' the case, yeah line you cowards is ass Know Mobb good, in numbers y'all is trash
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