(feat. Hell Rell)
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[Intro: Hell Rell]
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Yea this sound like a movie right here
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Well fuck it, here go the soundtrack!
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Bullets & Gunsmoke! DIPSET!
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[Hell Rell]
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Now...
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If we was playing pro-ball, every game I'd be slamming on 'em
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Step on my competition, yeah Duke I'm standing on them
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I ran up on 'em, pussy ain't have his hammer on him
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pulled the cannon on 'em, blammed it on 'em, 'til I jammed it on 'em
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I got some A-rab's hitting me with coke
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And when we on the phone we be speaking in some codes
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A camel is an ounce, a kufi is a brick
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Tell him I need 5 kufis, and meet me on the strip
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Yeah I know "Stafalla", but I'm tryna cop some cars
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Run up in the club that's popping and cop the bar
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And everything I hear is garbage to me
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You know where I be faggot, bring the drama to me
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I'm Presidential nigga, Bush'll pay homage to me
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I'm putting in alot of work man acknowledge a G....
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Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you need some grams
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I'm poppin off by myself I don't need no Cam
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I don't need you Jim, Juelz I got these niggaz
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I don't care if they small or some stocky niggaz
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I just grace 'em then erase 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
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What they name again?....What they claim again?
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Yeah these faggots hated, cause I'm they rappers favorite
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You procrastinated so I got you assasinated
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Shoot 'em up, bang bang, bullets in his Red Monkey's
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Thought he was a gorilla? Nah, he a dead monkey
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[Hook 2X: Cam'Ron]
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WE BLASTIN' BIG TECS (TECS!)
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CASHIN' BIG CHECKS (CH-CHING!)
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NIGGA'S TALKING RIGHT?....I AIN'T HEARD SHIT YET! (NOPE!)
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WE'LL LEAVE THE DUDE FLOODED, AND HIS BITCH WET (WET)
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AND THE KIDS GO....."LOOK DAD DIPSET!"
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[Cam'Ron]
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DIIIIPSET!
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If this was football, I'd be scoring touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
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It's the circus though, I see some tough clowns (clowns)
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I don't need you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
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No 40 or J.R, I go stupid hard (stupid hard!)
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What you dealing pops? How you feeling 'ock? (how you feel?)
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My floors come up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!)
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Not the crib that's the car when I wheel or not (not a house)
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Plus a partition....bath, bar, kitchen
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Yeah, pa' shittin (shitting), they say y'all didn't (YES WE DID!)
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Every car driven....yeah from hard living (hard living)
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Hang with Mariah, spent the night with Vivica
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Every tabloid asking Cam "what you did with her"? (did with her?)
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Just friends dog, "word to eveerything"?
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YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy bling
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Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti things
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Cheddy heavy so fuck being some petty king (fuck all that)
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Can't be nice right? Can't be arrogant
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I stab a bitch over ice, "Nancy Kerrigan"
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Slash Tonya Harding, see the mobster's mobbing
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You don't like us right? We got ya momma boppin' (true)
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She look like Amy Fisher, "don't the Range be bigger"? (usually)
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That's a baby mama car you can't game me nigga
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My Royce a quarter mill, chain a half a mill
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Earrings another 3 quarter mill, you ought to chill
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[Hook]
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War
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Cam'ron |