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* the version on Belly has an verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
Fo doves dubs holdin eight snub
I it down my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs trick the dough on low
The next two O's gone
Nigga don't
the studio and get my flow on
And sell on a later base
My older brother kept guns on his in case he air the place
And straight up on you fuckin crooked niggaz
Comin out ya mouth sideways like rookie niggaz
I drink mixed wit nothing
My weed and the is somethin
What you sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, these streets holdin the heat
Reportin for my niggaz just like me WHAT

Haha this is for life
This is for life

You it's crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long as you and I it movin like a drive-by
We stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't real recognize real
Crew love, till we die
As long as you and I keep it movin a drive-by
We stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real real

[Beanie
Yo, I set up shop wit rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet
up the whole strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to on my property
you get some dough for my community chest?
Blaow two to yo chest
niggaz can't pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll niggaz like Baltic Ave.
Type ta on jail can't pay your bail
borrow from the bank, nigga what you think
I'm the one to lie to
Shit I'm the man who supply who supply who YOU
And ya'll a bunch talk
I'm tryin to get it down for that motherfuckin boardwalk
money new blue six money
Paroo trip flew in six money
Taj trips orange chips money
Long dick all in yo bitch money
like the flu and spit sick money
Peep hotty's Roc-A-Fella wools
All black down wit they tools out
mack I'll move out
I had niggaz runnin from school pickin new
Then I'll run and lick a shot 'em move south
Switch up they last get a new spouse
up some down-payment for a new house
No where you go Mack gone find ya
I'm like a shadow I'm right behind ya
I'll blow out ya and won't give ya no reminder

Me and my dog
Been OG's for so
Spit raw rolled up niggaz can on
Shit I let 'em have it you faggots ain't my status
Fuckin with my you make us savage
nine one six O, light brown
M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it

Its love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As as you and I keep it movin, nigga

Aiyyo I pray to the God MC to me
Wit a ill ass and sick ass dough
Where it don't make no sense that and cents and
of dollars ice freezes my collar
Where I need a to rock my check
And a pair of to rock my rings
Get the signin bonus know mack toppin thangs
Flip rip that crew then I'm droppin my thang

Nigga it's crew