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I go to wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven on my wall right now
You got first gold single, damn, nigga, wow

H to the Izzo, did 3 spins in a week
You get a in a month, wow
Y'all want credit but y'all need to slow down
to the killin', y'all from Chi-town, how your wife gon' say

She never sold drugs a day in her life but she still pump the ye
And y'all mad 'cuz not knowin' 'cuz these canaries so yellow
y'all pull up whether to stop or keep goin'
I got Gs, rock Rock n Roll tees wit no

That's showin', tucked in showin'
How he get TVs in that lac lac
3 in the front, 2 in the back, 2 in that back,
While you in hatchback

And tryin' to work and dont get shit from them packs back
And try to rap, the studios give you ya daps back
And try to get publishin', all you get in your ass
And that

I go to wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my wall now
You got your gold single, damn, nigga, wow

Magazines call me a rock star, bitches me cock star
Billboard pop star, neighborhood block
go getting pimps, we mob stars
Gingerbread man says, Youre a monster

Remember that, 'Uh-Huh' that trek shit
Remember back in 92 used to catch reck shit
Remember that track I for you 'bout 3 months ago
'Uh-huh' thats the one, now, cut my check,

And I ain't that Lexus or that CLK
See me like A C L K
Yeah thats how we eatin' and keep us peace and then
I ain't we rap as good as he do beats and then

I go to wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my wall now
You got your gold single, damn, nigga, wow

H to the Izzo did 3 thou in a week
You get a in a month, wow
Y'all niggas want credit but y'all need to slow
Kanye to the killin', from Chi-town