1: Yo yall niggaz wit the muscle yall get clapped in the I'mma hustler, not a bitch, rap is my hustle Show a booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem since rich and poor, you don't know, get to Ain't shit to left, Jimmy 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, Matter of fact, outside the bar they go 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, I'm easy to touch, Then you been a little bit of TV, too much, Lots of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of 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 that
Nigga up, keep all guns double clutch, at yo feet, make you jump like double dutch, New baby, for you matchbox nigga'z away the french fry, snack box niggaz
2: I know at my jewerly is scarrin yo brain Not to mention Jada Pinkett parkin' the range (Yo Will Smith girl) naw she's part of my chain Pardon my game, car gettin in the rain yo trap, that'll get you one in yo back The hood that I had, had to the good with the bad Joe on the run, put his fuckin P O it's done Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the Word to the wise, killa Cam, I of them guys Diplomat, black, yo convertible fives Rims on the wheel, to drive shows in the South Rap ain't that great neither, I got to give out Stroke to out, motherfuckin smoke to give out hoes to give out, naw we ain't this route Back on the street, Jimmy get the on the street Tour over motherfucka let's get on our feet
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3: Un (whispering) Ay yo it's un shhhhh it's un bitch CEO joint bitches, punk I'mma let you know so you get it I don't rap nigga but I'mma it right a nigga, go to church and pray Nigga'z first day, and his deal leased his first now yall tussle 2 4, now on yall youngsta'z gone respond, walk out the car, what stand on, fuck the tabloids little men, I be Un man ??? Baltimore and Lil' Kim And yall can't see flows, If you be stars see the CEO