were getting unrestrained And I was looking like Ichabod Crane I was looking for some serious fun 'Cause a bad excuse is better than none Then it hits me, yeah, it hits me
to hear me out there Can y'all hear me out there? Uhh Through blocks and boroughs, cops is plottin Snakes slither while hustlers chop they product Foreign cars
like what (like what like what) Brooklyn Uptown (yeah) Beak it down one time to y'all (Queen of the Click) Lookie here look at me hah Me and my boys
to kill him Never figured that, that same nigga sell five million Hit the charts like a mad man nothing but hits Court cases got a nigga facing multiple digits Dodging cop cars
about looking up for me Oh yeah, you wanna hit this Na Na? Gotta take me on a shopping spree Gotta buy me a six double-o Before you talk about love to me
s still in me to produce hits; Y'all be killin me As if I need to make mo' - I got a mansion and six cars that are paid fo' - suck my dick! {Hello..}
trap your mind Keep your spirit alive read your books Matter of fact, let me take you somewhere Vibe with me, c'mon [Jay-Z] Now me and my lil' mama
seat of yo' 'Lac Just in case I gotta snap, a firette to the chest If I don't know shit, I know cars and broads I done ordered plenty hits and watched
go Cram it all down my throat Stomach so full That i wish i could choke Seven am my heads Already in a spin Just as soon I'm out that door bam Hits me
like the cars, u want the stars no no no still can't get none U watch me ball, with all my dogs ya mad cuz ya can't get none When they bump my hits,
when I land overseas in Japan I seen you wishin he'da quit it you can't get like me A lot of rappers mad cause they can't make no hits like me [Chorus
' my name All you rappers yellin' bout who you put in a hearse Do me a favor write one verse without a curse I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me
it all down my throat Stomach's so full that I wish I could choke Seven a.m., my head's already in a spin As soon as I'm out that door Bam, it hits me
only from Harlem, I'm from the heartland When I got problems I send in a dark van Cats in the street treat me like a mob man Been number one so much, call me
'all to hear me out there Can y'all hear me out there? Through blocks and boroughs, cops is plottin' Snakes slither while hustlers chop they product Foreign cars
it's the odd shottie that got cats, likening me To the mob John Gotti rap dudes bitin' me 'cause I got it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y
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