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* the version on has an extra verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote in case my dram pop up
It's love I spit two at every few thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin snub
I hold it down my strip, nowhere
Flip two eightballs the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
Nigga prolong
Play the studio and get my on
And weight 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 some niggaz
I drink Henny mixed wit
My weed and the dutch is
What you niggaz nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin streets holdin the heat
Reportin for my live niggaz just me WHAT

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

You know it's 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 can't feel real recognize real
love, Roc-A-Fella 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 feel real recognize real

Siegel]
Yo, I set up shop wit rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet
Open up the whole strip, Monopoly
Dare one of to land on my property
Think you get some dough for my chest?
Blaow blaow two to yo
Ya'll niggaz can't pass go 'cause it to pass
Ya'll niggaz cheap like Ave.
Type ta land on jail pay your bail
Wanna from the bank, nigga what you think
I'm the one to lie to
I'm the man who supply who supply who supply YOU
And ya'll a talk money
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 like the flu and spit money
Peep hotty's Roc-A-Fella route
All black mask down wit tools out
Beanie I'll move out
I had niggaz runnin from school new routes
I'll run and lick a shot make 'em move south
Switch up they last name get a new
Scrambled up down-payment for a new house
No matter where you go Mack gone ya
I'm like a shadow nigga I'm behind ya
I'll blow out ya brains and won't ya no reminder

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

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

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

Nigga it's crew