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* the version on Belly has an verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I give a fuck
And I tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I two at every few thugs
Fo doves blow holdin eight snub
I hold it my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
Nigga prolong
Play the and get my flow on
And sell weight on a later
My brother kept guns on his waist in case he air the place
And walk straight up on you fuckin niggaz
Comin out ya mouth sideways some rookie niggaz
I Henny mixed wit nothing
My weed and the dutch is
What you niggaz nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin these streets holdin the
Reportin for my live niggaz just like me

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

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

Siegel]
Yo, I set up shop wit nick rocks that'll rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like
Dare one of ya'll to on my property
Think you get some dough for my community
Blaow two to yo chest
niggaz can't pass go 'cause it cost to pass
Ya'll cheap like Baltic Ave.
Type ta on jail can't pay your bail
Wanna borrow from the bank, what you think
I'm the one to lie to
Shit I'm the man who who supply who supply YOU
And ya'll a bunch money
I'm tryin to get it down for that motherfuckin money
Two-brick money new blue six
Paroo trip money in six money
Taj Mahal trips orange money
dick money all in yo bitch money
Flow like the flu and spit sick
Peep hotty's Roc-A-Fella route
All black down wit they tools out
Beanie mack move out
I had runnin from school pickin new routes
Then I'll run and lick a shot make 'em move
Switch up they last name get a new
Scrambled up some for a new house
No matter you go Mack gone find ya
I'm like a shadow nigga I'm behind ya
I'll blow out ya and won't give ya no reminder

Me and my dog
Been OG's for so
Spit raw rolled up niggaz can on
Shit I let 'em it you faggots ain't know my status
Fuckin with my mathematics you make us
Five nine one six O, light
M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it

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

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

Nigga crew love