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* the on Belly has an extra verse

Yeah, it
Yo yeah I smoke now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my pop up
It's crew I spit two at every few thugs
Fo doves blow holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, nowhere
Flip two trick the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
don't prolong
Play the and get my flow on
And weight on a later base
My older brother kept on his waist in case he air the place
And walk straight up on you crooked niggaz
Comin out ya mouth sideways like some rookie
I drink Henny wit nothing
My weed and the is somethin
you niggaz sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin streets holdin the heat
Reportin for my niggaz just like me WHAT

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

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

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

Me and my dog
Been for so long
Spit raw rolled up can smoke on
Shit I let 'em have it you faggots ain't know my
Fuckin with my mathematics you make us
Five nine one six O, light
Bleek put it down

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

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

Nigga it's love