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* the version on Belly has an extra

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

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

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

Siegel]
Yo, I set up wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like
Dare one of to land on my property
Think you get some dough for my chest?
blaow two to yo chest
Ya'll niggaz can't pass go 'cause it to pass
Ya'll niggaz cheap Baltic Ave.
Type ta land on jail can't pay bail
Wanna borrow from the bank, 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 money
I'm tryin to get it down for that boardwalk money
Two-brick new blue six money
trip money flew in six money
Taj Mahal trips orange money
Long dick money all in yo money
Flow like the flu and sick money
Peep Roc-A-Fella wools route
All black down wit they tools out
Beanie mack I'll out
I had niggaz runnin school pickin new routes
Then I'll run and lick a shot make 'em move
Switch up they last get a new spouse
Scrambled up some down-payment for a new
No matter you go Mack gone find ya
I'm like a nigga I'm right behind ya
I'll blow out ya brains and won't give ya no

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

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

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

Nigga crew love