1: Yo niggaz wit the muscle yall get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my Show a little booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen in Harlem since rich and poor, you know, get to know Ain't takin shit to left, Jones likes my cock Right back to the block and cock, it hop and scotch pop and scotch, in a bar they go shot for shot, Matter of fact, outside the bar they go shot for Me and my codie on a O-Z, we go for rock, Me and my codie on a we go rock for rock, You souped up, think I'm to touch, Then you been a little bit of TV, too much, of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of times On the corner still, like I ain't got a not the kind to be signin' the crap, Here's a CD, slash here's a of that crack
Nigga up, keep all guns double clutch, at yo feet, make you jump like double dutch, New York baby, for you matchbox away the french fry, snack box niggaz
2: I know lookin at my jewerly is scarrin yo Not to mention Jada over parkin' the range (Yo that's Smith girl) naw she's part of my chain Pardon my game, car gettin in the rain Runnin yo trap, get you one in yo back The hood I had, had to take the good with the bad Like Joe on the run, put his fuckin P O it's Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the Word to the wise, killa Cam, I heard of guys Diplomat, crisp black, yo fives Rims on the wheel, to drive down shows in the Rap ain't that great neither, I got coke to out Stroke to give out, motherfuckin to give out hoes to give out, naw we ain't over this Back on the street, get the crack on the street Tour over motherfucka let's get on our feet
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3: Un (whispering) Ay yo un bitch shhhhh it's un bitch CEO joint bitches, punk let you know so you get it right I don't rap nigga but I'mma it right a nigga, go to church and pray Nigga'z first day, and his deal leased his first beamer now tussle 2 4, now on yall youngsta'z gone respond, walk out the car, y'all stand on, fuck the tabloids little men, I be Un man ??? Charli Baltimore and Kim And can't see these flows, If you be stars see the CEO