1: Yo niggaz wit the muscle yall get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a bitch, rap is my hustle Show a little booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen in Harlem since and poor, you don't know, get to know Ain't takin to left, Jimmy Jones likes my cock Right to the block and cock, it ain't hop and scotch pop and scotch, in a bar they go shot for shot, Matter of fact, outside the bar go shot for shot Me and my on a O-Z, we go rock for rock, Me and my on a role we go rock for rock, You souped up, think I'm to touch, Then you been watchin' a bit of TV, too much, Lots of rhymes, so you see my ass of times On the still, like I ain't got a dime not the kind to be signin' the crap, Here's a CD, here's a dime of that crack
Nigga double up, all guns double clutch, Shoot at yo feet, make you jump like dutch, New baby, for you matchbox nigga'z Take away the french fry, snack box
2: I know lookin at my is scarrin yo brain Not to mention Pinkett over parkin' the range (Yo that's Will girl) naw she's part of my chain Pardon my game, car gettin washed in the yo trap, that'll get you one in yo back The hood that I had, had to take the with the bad Joe on the run, put his fuckin P O it's done 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 convertible Rims on the wheel, to drive shows in the South Rap ain't great neither, I got coke to give out to give out, motherfuckin smoke to give out hoes to out, naw we ain't over this route on the street, Jimmy get the crack on the street Tour over let's get back on our feet
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3: Un (whispering) Ay yo it's un bitch it's un bitch CEO joint bitches, punk I'mma let you so you get it right I don't rap nigga but I'mma spit it a nigga, go to church and pray Nigga'z first day, and his first his first beamer now yall tussle 2 against 4, now on youngsta'z gone respond, out the rusty car, what y'all stand on, the tabloids little men, I be Un man ??? Baltimore and Lil' Kim And yall see these flows, If you be stars see the CEO