1: Yo yall niggaz wit the yall get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my Show a booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem rich and poor, you don't know, get to know Ain't takin shit to left, Jimmy Jones likes my Right back to the 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 go shot for shot Me and my on a O-Z, we go rock for rock, Me and my on a role we go rock for rock, You up, think I'm easy to touch, Then you been watchin' a bit of TV, too much, of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of times On the corner still, I ain't got a dime Autographs not the to be signin' the crap, Here's a CD, slash here's a dime of that
Nigga double up, keep all guns clutch, Shoot at yo feet, make you like double dutch, New York baby, for you nigga'z Take the french fry, snack box niggaz
2: I know lookin at my jewerly is yo brain Not to Jada Pinkett over parkin' the range (Yo that's Will girl) naw she's part of my chain Pardon my game, car washed 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 Like Joe on the run, put his P O it's done Low on his funds, had to get the or the guns to the wise, killa Cam, I heard of them guys Diplomat, crisp black, yo fives Rims on the wheel, to down shows in the South Rap ain't great neither, I got coke to give out Stroke to give out, smoke to give out hoes to give out, naw we ain't over 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 bitches, punk bitches I'mma let you know so you get it I don't rap nigga but I'mma spit it Make a nigga, go to and pray Nigga'z first day, and his first his first beamer now yall tussle 2 4, now on yall youngsta'z gone respond, walk out the car, y'all stand on, fuck the tabloids Y'all men, I be Un man ??? Baltimore and Lil' Kim And can't see these flows, If you wanna be see the CEO