*featuring Lox & Jay-Z
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Blackout
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Jay! Fuck that
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This is it right here baby!
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You know what it is
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[Jadakiss]
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Yo, I used to have bad luck
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Now you might see me in a Jag truck
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Mad stuck either with a dime or a bad duck
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Double R T with the matchin bandana
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38-snub blue steel with no hammer
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And I see all ya niggaz tryin to glance at the Kiss
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Cuz I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
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Phonin your women, drunk off Corona's and lemon
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And you know I'm still right in the main
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Light in the green
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I need to bug it even though I look right in the beam
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Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
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Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales
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We put our pies on the table when our eyes on a label
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Cuz them rednecks up in the mountains will try to slay you
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Call me raspy tell you what I want you to know
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Fuck what you ask me you probably don't want me to blow
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I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to stick
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Usually a good nigga even though I'm able to flip
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You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, 100 for The L.O.X
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And if we coo', then I write a hook for a drop
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Whatever's in the bank is my bet
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A zebu's my pet
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And get in the bed and with the legs then that
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[Sheek]
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Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like swamps and
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New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson
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I put fear in y'all heads
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Sheek looks type a nigga that gasoline yall beds
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And that's warning
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If you all alive in the morning, that's fine
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Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
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I want PC, see me tuck in your chains
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I got niggaz my pops say that lifestyle ain't changed
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It's like wake up move a brick half-of-a-slow
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Make car money check with Sheek go fuck with a hoe
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I rock a waste slim mink do-rag under my fittish
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And I don't need rework waves, Timbs be halfway new
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That Sheek in the dresser club cuz I don't fuck with shoes
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And from a nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
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I put 30 in your head, all in the same hole
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Cuz we all got the same goal and you tryin to tamper with mine
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Don't make me mothafuckin leave you with some shit in your spine
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Fuck with me, you be a was nigga
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Nigga was dope
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Nigga was gettin money before I extorted your coke
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What, you crazy?
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[Styles]
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Aiyyo, catch me with a 38, box and shells
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In a 98 Lincoln eatin pasta shells
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Order to go, always got a box of L's
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Blow, stay on the low
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Get a Henney and swig
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I Penuro so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig
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I pop shit cuz I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
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Y'all niggaz is shunned out, let me speak to your father
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Cuz I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
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If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered
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I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin legit
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You hold your nine if you holdin a brick
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Common sense, that drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
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L.O.X. get respect like Sunny from Bronx Tale
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Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel
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Thirsty to live all y'all niggaz eager to die
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I tell all my niggaz ride
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You won't leave with a dime, motherfuckers
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[Jay-Z]
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Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster
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Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers
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Ghetto nigga puttin up Will Smith numbers
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Surrounded by 6's and Hummers
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Bitches among us
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Try not to let this bullshit become us
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This started from hunger, tell it all when they sane
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Now bitches notice the chains now that I've hit my number
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The chickens I twisted see the digits unlisted
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The beeper done change
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You dead bitch, the Reaper done came
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I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name
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Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
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I keep creepin, streets keep watchin I keep poppin
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Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin
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Jay flow pesos chase hoes NOT
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I just circle around the block in a drop
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Tell them to jump through the top
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Where the sun roof used to be
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I could see y'all not used to me
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Nigga flows like none other
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I'm the meanest, toughest Don Dutta, the gun butcha
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You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
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I'm the type that get excited when the gun touch ya
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Motherfuckers
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[DMX]
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I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place gun in my waste
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Niggaz |