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Diamonds on me they drip
Finna ball just like the Knicks
I shoot my shot don't miss
I stack my cash I'm lit
Big guap don't even fit
Plus I came wit

shoot by myself, like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin' wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo' so low, gotta

Ooh Wee

Ghostface Killah

Here Comes the Fuzz

2003

wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
Ooh wee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)

To the bang-bang boogity, up jump the funk
When I bang big bullets, I

got no steps so i just had to put my foot on niggas neck 
For all them times that we was down and still had pussy niggas pressed
For all them times i

rich but I'm livin' like a rebel
Ridin' with my strap on, foot on the pedal
Them silly beef raps, now they on another level, level

I grew up

the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of
The doctor of the mix
cnd these reasons I'll tell you why
You see I'm six foot one
cnd I'm tons of fun
cnd I

its back to the block (Aye aye uh)
If rap don't work
Uh
We outside like Hotboy Shaq (outside)
Big glock with the mop stick attached
He play then he lay

the heating 
Bars so cold they freezing
Mandem know it's my season
Don't know how I'm feeling 
Mana feel pissed and I ain't got a reason
Jump in, keys in, gear

with dry fish and have good smell,
I've grown into a 6-foot silhouette up in a tomb,
c dark 4 by 4 space that I like to the call the whom,
So therefore,

Foot on the gas, man I just went over the-
Foot on the gas, man I just went over the limit
Had to reverse like "Excuse me sir, what's good? Let me

underground don't dig me up
Big me up and wanna hear na
What goes up must come down so go ahead and live it up
I kno it's true I spot it
I kno the truth

Jump in a pool make bere waves
One big splash that's pear shaped
Displacement all your talk is hear say
And today's been a weird day
No work and hard

to see
we haven't blown ourselves up with nuclear war
'course these days we have the war on terror
but all those psycho nuts can take a running jump
all

the sarlack pit
So you can jump around if you’d like
I’m not the terminator 
But I’ll be back
Cause I’m addictive like crack
To your dome
They say when in Rome

that shit that's so funky

It makes you bob your head cause your neck knows
You can hear my funky music where the party people go
Big buffalo girls going

tired
That's just how high this Money has done piled
Money cant by happiness
But being broke never had
Me, cracking a smile
Crib so big, it look like

Yup, yup, okay, yeah, yeah
Boyz N Da Hood
Ey, yeah, lets go, ey, yeah
Jody Breeze, Big Duke, Young Jeezy, Gee

If you's a thug, go on, show us,

Street Soldier

Paris

Street Fighter

1994

they ass to the sky, gettin' stuck by 
The devil in drag, let's see who play the fag 
Will you wannabe G's please have a seat 
Here we go again, nigga

think I'm the one
Out of this world I was born by the sun
I been on fire right from the jump
Turn your arena to area fifty
I just fit the picture

my intention
Now I'm living life to my invention
They feel threatened by my minds expressions
Can you feel the wave that I'm reflecting?
If so send

it - only, I know
My heart's got a 20-foot moat
Filled with sharks if you wanna try to reach it by boat
But maybe I been wrong from the jump
Maybe I

I can't let no nigga take me, I'm clutching on that stick
I was raised by big dogs,  I'm surrounded by pits
Bro just got that new thing, that shit

cold as ice, i'm the frozen one
I've spoken son, don't want to step a foot up on that pedestal
All eyes on me, people watchin through their retinals
Look

the same
(Hustle hard in the Paint)
I've been doing this shit just like everyday
Don't go to the gym but I'm pulling my weight
Cuz you know that by force all