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* the version on has an extra verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke now I don't give a fuck
And I tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
Fo doves dubs holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, goin
Flip two trick the dough on low gear
The next two O's gone
don't prolong
Play the and get my flow on
And weight on a later base
My older brother kept on his waist in case he air the place
And walk up on you fuckin crooked niggaz
Comin out ya sideways like some rookie niggaz
I drink Henny mixed wit
My weed and the dutch is
What you niggaz sayin
It's Bleek, these streets holdin the heat
for my live niggaz just like me WHAT

Haha is Roc-A-Fella for life
This is Roc-A-Fella for

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

Siegel]
Yo, I set up wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the strip, like Monopoly
one of ya'll to land on my property
Think you get some for my community chest?
Blaow two to yo chest
niggaz can't pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll niggaz cheap Baltic Ave.
Type ta land on jail can't pay bail
Wanna borrow from the bank, nigga you think
I'm the one to lie to
I'm the man who supply who supply who supply YOU
And ya'll a bunch talk
I'm tryin to get it down for that boardwalk money
Two-brick new blue six money
Paroo trip flew in six money
Taj Mahal trips chips money
Long dick money all in yo bitch
Flow the flu and spit sick money
Peep hotty's Roc-A-Fella wools
All black mask down wit tools out
mack I'll move out
I had niggaz runnin school pickin new routes
Then run and lick a shot make 'em move south
Switch up last name 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 nigga I'm right ya
I'll out ya brains and won't give ya no reminder

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

Its crew love, till we die
As as you and I keep it movin, nigga

Aiyyo I to the God MC to bless me
Wit a ill ass and sick ass dough
it don't make no sense that hundreds and cents and
Thousands of dollars ice my collar
I need a turtle-neck to rock my check
And a of isotoners to rock my rings
Get the signin know mack toppin them thangs
twice rip that crew then I'm droppin my thang

Nigga it's crew