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Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga? I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run
You're the son of that Indian scum If you value your hide then you better abide By the white man's rules here in Cherokee Bend. Daddy didn't like
I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
the bedroom 40 cal all on my waist it don't give me no leg room Shawty do tricks for them team But she cannot get next to em Niggas be talking that talk Until
Hip-hop's number one son still shines 'Cause I'm (so fresh) Big Will is (so fresh) Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh) West Philly is (so fresh), ha ha, ha ha
blinded by all of this Fights in my head but we just said I was far from this But the fruit don't fall that far from the tree I'm the son and the brother
wanna go but I don't go on dates New rolie watch had to bust down the face Cuz don't abide by the rules fuck the law She make it bounce like a spring in
the drop son 3rd the king of cloverland, Slim thug is the boss son Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for For a 100 K ,a 100 carat Paul
(run it) Sunshine on me Every time I leave the crib I got it on me (brrt) Got it out the mud, I did it by my lonely (yeah) Pop my shit, done bein'
many rhymes you got I will go for more milleniums than mazda's got on the car lot And there's no where to run ta when I confront ya Nigga I call
first SMACK event You ain't run into me by Accident before my crash pussy Swear To God you ain't see me at a concert Backstage and ask can you have my
the minute you came by So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain! You wanna step up, get your ass touched! You wanna rap son, get your ass buff! Try
And get these papers run some capers while they catch the vapors Yeah son, don't got no time for no chicken trickin Its the lyrical addiction 'Cause me
stress Disrespect get you checked Catch this Forty-Cal to your neck My niggas smoke like chimney Roll by the gram, we litty Taking shots out of her titty
with him Stay shifting hit different young Cal Ripken Plate discipline head in the game pray deliverance Wild living while living by Lake Michigan Yea
rather Hustle our way Up How U gone Rob the Goon This ain't no time to play We dont do minimum wage We rather Hustle our way Up I move that Work by the Day
But hell no, I ain't impressed (I ain't impressed by that shit) I just like the baguettes (I just like it) , I just like to ride Lex I just like
the Kush bottled up (up) .40 Cal, pal, you can get hollowed up (doot-doot) If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, homie then that's cheap chatter (ha) I'm
gon' grab it (geah) And dip to the Cal And if you love rapping the West scream loud (West Side!) Unload the barrels and start to chuckle Take it from
how I walk it Walk down leave a footprint they get stepped on Bring me in no confession Blew right by and I left em Legend Will Smith no Wesson Wake up
breeze Yea They see son all the time Yea Hot thang on my line Spring when she wanna fall Yea Shine like summer time Yea When they check my watch it ain’t
to wicked ways Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw From my punch, watch your son and you Got you shittin in your last
That go to show this ass Kicking ain't gon bother nigga Cause it's right back where You started nigga Being a son of a Harlem nigga Now you was made by
Percocet and Adderall, man, I could walk on water I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm
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