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1 - How many that'll die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How niggas that'll die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma ride for you, would you for me?
Well, I'mma die for you, you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let they man get struck, never strike
Stay in the street, seven days a
Shit get hot, you never blaze heat
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, way he never sleeps
Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no
me anything but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my don't choke
Want a war, you niggas bring yo' force
And I say we won't quit, believe this shit
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take heed to

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Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, watch your back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, make me
Wanna send 'em without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or deal on it?
This Cancun, guess who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, coke, raid the fort
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And though niggas die for, go on the
and spend like a man below your belt
Me, I always had, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar bills Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the down
Kick your door down, surround the
Where you go
shots spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase go down
What could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around it's time to go to war
This shit here, nothing to with
I'm the same bitch all wanna try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim spread syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's
Speak you're spoken to and only with permission
E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen
So don't be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Copped my CD, now all wanna be me
See me on the TV, will dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My shit is for, your shit is loaned out
I gets it on, money growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own the pain is gone
a splinter I enter
So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for troubles
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too many that I'd die for

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