All my harlem n***as my bk n***as
back uptown baby, lennox ave
We bout to spit hospitable
Physical, but sh** is gettin critical
The way cats bitin is despicable
Pitiful, unoriginal, this sh** is miserable
I'm a businessman, I ain't tryin to be lyrical
Damn it's a miracle, thought y'all was veterans
Wish your flow was ill huh?
Mine was your medicine
Now you're in the game
Lame sound the best you've ever been
Play right I'll catch you late night n***a like Letterman
Get thirty thou now your actions begun
Actin and fun n***a after taxes you're done
Cars impounded, New York must stop bitin and start writin
And start malice(?)
When the f** we start bouncin?
We stash ounces, make a n***a start clownin
We spark round and n***a that's your heart poundin'
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Yo you fly? Let me know
Yo you high? Let me know
You want to cry? Let me know
You want to die? Let me know
You want raw? Let me know
You sound raw Let me know
You want a war? Let me know
You on tour? Let me know
You sell crack? Let me know
You bust yo gat? Let me know
You sell weed? Let me know
Well where the trees? Let me know
You a fed? Let me know
She give head? Let me know
It's aight? Let me know
You want to fight? Let me know
Yo I get dough any way
I can flow any way
Yo you rap about money, man, who are you anyway?
c'mon, all my j**els ice and gray
And n***a might I say
I'm Mister Rogers status, change twice a day
Any beef you let me know, I'll be there right away
And when I'm rhyming, I've always got the right of way
I got some cats that'll come down here right away
To take your a** right away
Believe me you could die today
We explode and bullets we reload and k**ers speak in code
So please let me know
You get fly? Let me know
He get high? Let me know
Take his j**els and his rolls(?)
Eat his food to let him know(???)
You can't come to the hood, we got glocks to squeeze
With rocks and G's and that sh** looks hot on me
So gimme that, little man, I'm bout to pocket it right
I make this look good, you wasn't rockin it right
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You the type of cat, want to marry your lover
And to the end of earth 4(???), huh, like mario brother
Better carry your rubber
Now you done this street, Me I gun this V(???)
Somethin to see, and man, ain't nothin to me
Not my man, not my style
Not my fam, not my pal
Not my click, not my type
Hell no we not alike
You get knocked, you sit in a cell
Get raped, b**h, and you yell
Turn h*mo, kiss and you tell
b**h n***a, walk with a switch n***a
Why you switch n***a?, talk high pitched n***a?
You know how we get n***as?
Bla! bla! bla! bla!
That's how we get n***as
Big drinkers, me and 6 figures
Bout to be some real, real real real real real real
Rich n***as
Big n***as, talk slick n***a
Got sh** to spit n***a
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