1: Yo niggaz wit the muscle yall get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my a little booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem since rich and poor, you know, get to know Ain't takin shit to left, Jones likes my cock back to the block and cock, it ain't hop and scotch It's pop and scotch, in a bar they go for shot, of fact, outside the bar they go shot for shot Me and my on a O-Z, we go rock for rock, Me and my codie on a we go rock for rock, You souped up, think I'm to touch, Then you watchin' a little bit of TV, too much, Lots of rhymes, so you see my ass of times On the corner still, like I ain't got a Autographs not the to be signin' the crap, Here's a CD, slash here's a dime of crack
Nigga double up, keep all double clutch, Shoot at yo feet, make you jump like dutch, New baby, for you matchbox nigga'z Take away the french fry, snack box
2: I know at my jewerly is scarrin yo brain Not to mention Jada Pinkett over the range (Yo that's Will girl) naw she's part of my chain Pardon my game, car gettin in the rain Runnin yo trap, that'll get you one in yo The hood I had, had to take the good with the bad Like Joe on the run, put his P O it's done Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the Word to the wise, killa Cam, I heard of them Diplomat, crisp black, yo fives Rims on the wheel, to drive down shows in the Rap ain't that great neither, I got coke to out Stroke to give out, motherfuckin to give out hoes to out, naw we ain't over this route Back on the street, Jimmy get the crack on the over motherfucka let's get back on our feet
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3: Un (whispering) Ay yo it's un shhhhh it's un bitch CEO joint bitches, punk let you know so you get it right I don't rap nigga but spit it right Make a nigga, go to church and Nigga'z day, and his first deal leased his beamer now yall tussle 2 against 4, now on yall gone respond, walk out the car, what y'all stand on, fuck the Y'all men, I be Un man ??? Charli and Lil' Kim And can't see these flows, If you wanna be see the CEO