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Featuring beanie sigel, jay-z & memphis bleek |
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[memphis bleek] |
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Yeah yeah (uh uh) |
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Memph man, my nigga tah phife |
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This ones for the family (what's up?) |
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Understand me, yeah (uh-huh) |
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We gonna do it right |
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For all these bitch ass niggas talkin gangsta (r-o-c) |
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We dem killas, real, and in studio |
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Check it out, yo |
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Aiyo, this time it's for my family, we ride or die |
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It's in the blood til the death, now aim for the sky |
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My four blow fo show, fo doe, for only |
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It's money, drugs and hot slugs |
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You know bleek squeeze hammers til they nail me |
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**** wha niggas tell me |
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Street scholar, keep firin is wha they tell me |
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Drug chemist, thug nigga be named memphis |
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Straight from da borough of dem b.k. niggas |
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Where we rob for the fun of it, hustle for the drug of it |
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Rap money in rubba-bands, just for the love of it |
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Straight from my ghetto, we listen to heavy metal like |
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Desert eagles, street sweepers, loud metal |
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It's hit an run now, mother**** anyone of you |
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We dem niggas be in ya crib just like fruniture |
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Pop up wit the gun in ya |
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Release one for zero-zero m (yeah) |
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Bleek-r-o-c (yeah yeah) dot com (yeah) |
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[beanie sigel] |
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This philly cat back at it |
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Still throwin crack at it |
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Still ****in wit them crack-atics |
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Still bust'em wit them black matics |
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It's ain't the bucks, it's the rush |
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You tryin to get my ass at it |
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They say i think ass backwards |
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**** how i act, as long as i stack, it's all math-matics |
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Our tracks nice, hug the block ta tract dice |
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Late night, club night, mac attract dikes |
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I pull up, cadillac truck nice |
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Two guns, you know mac pack gat twice |
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Gets that crack back wit that ice |
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No joke wit the coke, i wips that right |
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No doubt, never droubt, gets that price (uh) |
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It gets that nice, when you live that live |
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Papi knows yours name and you ditched that wife nigga |
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It's gets stacked green nigga, it gets stacked chain nigga (uh uh) |
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[amil] |
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I get forty g's a feature now |
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Hold franklins like a aretha now |
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In the sl two seater now |
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And i'm in nuthin but diamonds |
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I'm the illest female that you heard thus far |
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Five-five with the thirty-four b-cup bra |
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I don't **** wit dem cats who ain't up to par |
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I get niggas for cash, clothes, jeweleries, plus cars (uh) |
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I'm talkin rent money (uh), i'm talkin bank money (uh) |
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I'm talkin martha keats step of wit the rent money |
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Movin on up, two in the sauna |
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Still ride through the block, pull up on the corna, plus |
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Give me an inch so i can take a mile |
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I bring life like a new born naked child |
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Bitches tryin ta come up, gotta wait a while (uh-huh) |
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As of now, amil-lion (yeah) just played ya style |
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(you dealin wit), nigga |
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[jay-z] |
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The, the roc, the the, the roc |
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(let me talk to ya'll niggas real quick) |
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The, the roc, uh uh, the roc |
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Yo, y'all niggas truly ain't ready for this "dynasty" thing |
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Y'all thinkin "blake carrington", i'm thinkin more like "ming" |
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I got four nephews, and they all right in |
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They all young and wild, plus they all like things |
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And i'm havin a child, which is more frighting |
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But cha'll about to witness is big business kid |
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Big bosses, cocky, and big benzsesses |
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Come through flossin'em shiny rims it is |
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An office don't pop up in their sentences |
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I think you understand what type of event this is |
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I don't think you know i focus young memphis is |
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Or i see was so real, when you add on amil |
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This is much more than rap, it's black ontraponors |
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Clothing, movie, and films, we come to conquer it all |
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Roc-a-wear, eighty mill like, eighteen months |
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You could bullshit wit rap if you want, mutha****ers |
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When it's all said and done, we gon see what's what |
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Holla at hov, i'll be in the cut (what, huh) |
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The, the roc, the the, the roc |
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The, the roc, the uh, the roc (you rollin wit) |
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The roc, dynasty niggas (whoop) |
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Uh-huh, get'cha mind right, c'mon |
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Roc-a-fella records, 2000 nigga |
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Get'cha mind right, holla |