Diamond D - Take Em Off Da Map lyrics

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Diamond D - Take Em Off Da Map lyrics

[Verse 1:] [Black Rob] Yo When they see the R (let em know) I remind them of an ill piranha Right now Everybody going bow like Rihanna Few years I admit my hands was tied Certain dudes they wanna see me back inside I'm a threat f** you and the powers that be Imma bet You'll soon see the power is me Me I've been everywhere dog It don't stop now man Mad dudes pay homage to Rob They buss shots How can I be what New York need I'm a hustler The kinda dude that New York breed And everybody hate New York But ain't no way in hell ya'll can shake New York So all you haters with the snap on smile Hallelujah the man be all back on file And he back with the situation Diamond the heat maker And I buss off then go forth Five peacemaker [Chorus:] Mad respect BR I go home when they see off Said f** the whole I'm on a flight straight to DR When it's up to par And everybody telling me Dumb down, then screw all I guess I raised the bar Most anticipated Black, he back Throwing back a few shots of Cognac Man these high school cats My whole team can scrap And if I gotta clap I'll take em off the map [Verse 2:] [Diamond D] Man I feel like Flav For all the times I don kissed New York I'm a fish New York What is this New York Heavy everyday I'm ballin' up my first New York Now tell me Is this what you miss New York Just know ya'll in the presence of greatness Be all icon I don't spit that fake sh** But just to be here with ya'll I'm so gracious And this joint won't sell at Macys When you see me do my thing Do my thing I swing I'm a one man show Bernard King Five O' think I'm the head honcho Walk through Bronco like Bilonco Money talk like your album is Scratch that My life on wax I'm monogamous Are you sure I'm the one you all problem with Range Rover Convertible Truck Something I gotta get You telling me just not to shine Messing with my Al Green Imma get the grits So these newcomers Leave without a pot to piss And that's threat the fam And forces going to stop and frisk [Chorus] [Verse 3:] [Black Rob] Nosy a** local cops The fun dont stop 50 first Always with a gun hold block Been up Dudes play hard and bend up Now go rounds You ain't hurt So get up This sh** is unjust Why you run Yo gun ain't buss I see you But my thing is That I don't trust Haven't reached the point That the mattress [?] the actress I do Black Rob backwards Do Black Rob backwards Far back I mean they came through With them hard cats And the large gats And then they came Crashing through without it Wanna do crime But dudes ain't pa**ionate about it Most sh** I did Was that hotel garbage I'm still ill figure regardless The [?] knew exactly what I was dropping off And next time I see My people was popping off [Chorus]

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