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Somebody to get knocked
The out tonight man
You better tell your boy
You tell him somethin'

through the blueprint one bang this what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he know The Game was pitchin'
Balls faster than Roger Clemens you're too big for your bitches
Two gold albums and I'll make you a

make you a little richer but don't forget the big picture
All of those make you a fag but money like Little
Take your faggot ass put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your fit and beat you with the Tommy

Drag ass down to Alby Square
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, I'll be there
Compton behind me ask Nas is with me
You ain't sold crack in your life I'm takin' your fiends with me

My smoke like Robert Downey
Two shots and a pound he got a room in Kings
And you live or sit in a box
Dependin' on how long it to respond to the shot

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek
Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek

See what the is too much east coast dick lickin'
And everybody to do their best 2Pac rendition
Listen they wonder how I live with 5
is hard to kill on my block

When you was in the streets of age
I was in the streets pumpin' the
While you was I was makin' it happen
On the block a k

you was with The Roc on the stage
I had rocks on the
On for the front page we know that you front
You be on sunset doin' what? Gettin' your punk ass

You gon respect us or that fo' through the vests
And you know who you are deaf nigga'll get the
or M E M P H Bleek
Fuck around and be a B I T C H
'Cuz all that yappin' dude will get clappin' dude
And stop Memphis rappin' dude, huh

Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph

It me a little while but I am now understandin'
Jay fucked up in the first round when he picked olo candy
Did olo in the second, take it from me
The Roc get knocked off the bounce till you up beans

Add freeway to the team but move the ugly
the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Lil' Chris
Now the squad 5 is 6 man is Neef
Fans in the stand yellin' out fuck Memphis

You want I have your body parts all over New York
Leg in jersey arm in Brooklyn head buried in park
You can't even borrow from New York no more like Storch
And I talkin' to him I'm talkin' to Malik

And I got a pine box for a nigga you
Streets is how many real niggaz like you
Hit LAX remember you come to the coast
Niggaz don't play they lives when it comes to the toast

Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek