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G Unit, A, B
You can't fuck me
C, D
We from the Harlem
E, F
talk me to death
G, H
It's

me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Ones
White on white, ya Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y. I'm Harlem

You see how tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla we up in the club
But get intimidated when see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering, "That ain't a man, that's her"

She roll with them G Unit niggas, what's up
me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, 20's for the six hollows for the

Try me, if you think I'm bitch
And the police we'll have another crime taker
Jim Star crush head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they
Everybody shook, you see doing the shake

The spending ends
Saying, "Gimme Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The in the precinct saying
"He X, he sell techs, and he sell D"

The balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
It's

1, 2, 3, 4
Lloyd Banks' in the

Now get the fuck on the I slid through the front door
With the 9 and the velor, a cal in my
You will, pop it, I'm down for a profit
I'm as hell, you can't you tell?
My road dog, under the getting frustrating mail

So I'm drinking and thinking and hoping
This cell gon' open, you can dance to me
But don't throw an elbow, I'll one back
And leave blood on Shell Toes
no I ain't paying for pleasure

Your don't bring rainbows and pots of treasure
It's girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine, on the screen
Blowing on waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to read, to spray a

The boss spending
Saying, "Gimme Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he techs, and he sell D"

The balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
It's

I don't wanna grow up, hustler kid
Go 'head and stunt, see I don't pop two wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much
When I use them big words, your be feeling me

So y'all niggas hate me, 'cause your be our groupies
Y'all irritate me, like loud in the movies
Fall back, fact back down
'Cause I just passed security without no pat

You can catch me in the bathroom a sticky
Or me on the dance floor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so P I M P
So my pockets be empty

It ain't no problem, we scoop them
We got condoms, coups, and lavish
50 got me ass like I never did
So I step in the club, hoes love the kid

The boss spending
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he D"

The balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
It's

The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The in the cage go
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elementary