[Jay-Z:]
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Turn the lights all the way
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Turn the lights all the way down
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What Uhhuh Yeah
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(Uhh)
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Come on
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Big flow
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(GGRRRRRR) Come on yeah come on
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Yo Yo J-A-Y, I flow sick
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Fuck all y'all haters blow dick
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I spits the game for those that throw bricks
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Money cash hoes money cash chicks what
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Sex murder and mayhem romance for the street
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Only wife of mines is a life of crime
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And since, life's a bitch in mini-skirts and big chests
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How can I not flirt with death
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That's life's a nigga, long as life prevent us
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We gonna send a lot and pray to Christ forgive us
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Fuck it
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Ice the wrists and raise the price on these niggaz
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Y'all cant floss on my level
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I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter
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When I go all the harlem playaz wall my picture
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If you get close enough you can read the scripture
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It reads money cash hoes how real was that nigga what
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[Chorus: (repeat 2X)]
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Money cash hoes money cash hoes (WHAT)
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Money cash hoes money cash hoes (UHH)
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Money cash hoes money cash hoes (COME ON)
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Money cash hoes (WHAT) hoes (WHAT) hoes (WHAT)
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Flavors robust platinum and gold touch
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Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up
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Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
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Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO what what
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Us the villains, fuck your feelings
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While yall playa hate we in the upper millions
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Whats the dealings (huh) its like New York's been soft
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Ever since Snoop came through and crushed the buildings
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I'm tryin to restore the feelings fuck the lord keep dealing
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More money more cash more chilling
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I know they gone criticize the hook on this song
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Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song
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Bed-Stuy Brooknon took on the world
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Shit I led a life you can write a book on
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Sex murder and mayhem romance for the street
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Man and I tell ya itll be the best seller
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[Chorus: (2X)]
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[DMX:]
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D-M-X and my dogs bite
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Jigga my nigga rhyme all night
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Thugs for life one night with this rap shit
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Let em go and I bet they know what'll happen
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When we clap shit
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Actin like we owe em something
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Then we show em something
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Talk greasy I think they found em down the road or something
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Fuckin wit a madman in a bad mood
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Its like fuckin wit a mad dog that wasnt fed food
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And the only thing thats stoppin him is you
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Cause the only thing that he'll be droppin is you
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Topic include; choppin in two
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Drop it to Clue and the response from the street
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This was one dog that loves raw meat
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But gettin back to just cause I, love my niggaz
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I shed blood, for my niggaz
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Let a nigga holler where my niggaz
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All I'ma hear is right here my nigga
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[Chorus: (2X)]
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Roc-A-Fella shit uhhuh
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Ruff Ryders
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My nigga Swizz
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Uhhuh uhhuh
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Dont stop biatch
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Uh
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Uhhuh yeah
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Inspect the game yo
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Money, Cash, Hoes
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DMX |