[Cam'Ron]
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Let's start the year off right man (that birthday shit)
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Dip-Set man Jim Jones, Santana, Freaky, Killa
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Enuff let's do it Killa
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Uh, Up and now murja it's foul murder turkeys to
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cowburgers the code to al murder
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Child if you style or wild splurja
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Stay away o.k. Mr Giles a hurt ya
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I aint go to school stayed the hell at home
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In the real estate dog I seen hell at homes
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You was selling out I was selling homes
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Selling dreams to the phone I cam sell the tone
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In the science lab I mix mechemicals
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In silicone fella in the vanilla cone
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The school even play the recorder
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Now days he work for FEDS
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And plays his recorder
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You think he placing he taping his order
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Marking the bills j reed tasting the water[fucked up]
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We duc taping his daughter
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That's the taping they taught us
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In addition add the eight and the quarters get it
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In addition ma,yeah you get it dog
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Gets it and ditch it kitchen wippen and flip it raw
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Get it all off the kitchen floor
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My bad is my bad the baddest ask me
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What i'm bitching for
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What a bitch is for?
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Is to put the is in all
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Furs his or hers bitch go pitch it whore
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No disrespect mami,no disrespect at all
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In a year or two maybe you can get a store
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You should honor my cor
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You wan't a honda accord
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I'm trying to turn you into entrepreneurs
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That's a real friend
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That's a homie right right true
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I fell that is only right
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That I live the life of rally
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I done did knives in alleys pipes in rallys
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[What you do now]?
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Now I catch flights to Cali
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Looking for a wife to spouse I pipe her proudley
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She understands my life gets rowdy
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I'm the sensei
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Prende? i'm icy outley
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[Juelz Santana]
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Yo, Now I done been on both sides of the fence
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Now I done been on both sides of the gate survived and escaped
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Look at me now man i'm driving away
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Thinking about my old teachers who said I rot and decay(never)
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I go back and beep the horn at em
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Blowing that cheech and chong at em
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Yelling screaming the boy is platinum
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It all happens so fast
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They all imagine I crash
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But I did straight through the wall i'm bad
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Like Michael was see what the cycle does
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360- spin around,i'm the new kid in town
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Yeah it's coming soldier,April the month it's over
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Yeah your run is over
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The album is done I told ya
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What a classic I made,I look up see Cam
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See the game what a path that he made
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A beautiful mind trapped in the shade
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Cracking codes for the man
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Who only stand in the back of my brain
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At last I done came up in the ? ay
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True author like the great doctor Malachi York was
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[Jim Jones]
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You can't respect the amount jewels in this new wide movement
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If you don't respect the amount of dudes in this too live movement
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Me and Killa we like, um...., those two guys moving I-95 south dirty
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With them two pies moving
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Trying to increase our delightment
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Trying to keep the excitement
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But is hard in this bull-shitting game
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plus the secret indictments
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And you co-conspirators
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And you coke conspirators
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Be easy on the phone dog,cause you know the hearing us
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You styling them bitches
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Cause you know they stare at us
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This picture,it's so easy to draw
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Stop and freeze at them whores
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Then we speed off in cars
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Then we breezing the law
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Blowing that weed from my jaw
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G's up hoe's down
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EASTSIDE to by dog (EastSide)
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All the time man
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Thanks for even asking
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Or we be seen in apens
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In that pool house that hot tub with that steam relaxing
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And we be seen in action
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Keep them fiends collapsing
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And they thirsty and they nodding and they be scratching
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They see me my actions
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I cruise by in a beimer just laughing
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I let that rock and roll
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I coping poppy's load
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It was like coping gold,I shut down poppy's load
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I hit the strip dog
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I see the cops signal
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Now i'm living the life I got to stop and go's (spinning)
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Big cars big stars like it's rock and roll let's rock and roll
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[Jim Jones talking]
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Dipset this is Jim Jones man capo status
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Santana Killa The Don the album coming March nigga
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Diplomatic Immunity Enuff Heavyhitters happy birthday...nigga
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Zeekey where you at ?
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