got a dutchmaster drought i'll make funkmaster shout its gonna be problems call me game, you'll be my new son up in harlem where we hustle fam, more bags than
Hell Rell] You see man... These coward ass niggas don't understand nothing That's right...Hell Rell...Heatmakers Dipset all day...Come on [Verse 1-Hell
Jim Jones, Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40 Cal & Unkasa) Intro I dont care what yall say, what yall do, but yall better rep harlem until the goddamn music is
key And these police, lean on me Tell me I gotta pay, give 'em green or heat Gon' take me to the bing for free And my bail gon' be more than Chi-Ali's
dey boot, oh yeah its real homie, And ill show you how dirty yo boy work, ill make his blood splatter, now you gotta dirty boy shirt, Churp. Get more
Only this time around, it's sentimental You know what I'm sayin'? It's miracles Uh, watch how I paint this picture, let's get vivid [Verse 1] Yo, my
somethin', 2 live crew or somethin' they pop that pussy pop pop that pussy baby I'm a rockin' rollin' rollin' rockin' hold 'em poppin' more shots then
[Talking: Juelz Santana + (Fabolous)] Santana (Street Fam) DeVilla Dipset Bridge 1 Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah) Hot damn, ho, here we go again
Verse 2 (Cam' Ron) Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop more hustle Leave my case open hope I get in more trouble More scuffles, so the Law can shuffle
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in history This is a movement, all of our movers follow intentively I take ya seven dollars, and sell a million independently Make 'em out for this industry, gettin more than
he bit off more than he could chew, (no homo) he did what he could but that was more than he could do, (stupid) DipSet, shit we more than just a crew, (
JR Writer] Dipset...Oh Girl...Heatmakers What I'm gon' do with you hunh? JR Writer... Mattafact...come here Let me talk to you for a second [Verse 1-
the dirt ground I surf towns in Jaguars that's dirt brown I know it hurt clown, to see me laid in a suite Under sheets, stuffed with more feathers than
ohhh) i feel like im going to cry some more cause i cant see my baby no more and i never felt before [VERSE 1] we used to have the best sex back seat
More Than Music [Verse 1: Hell Rell] Niggaz clap to the flow they applaud my music We do this for the love Duke this is More Than Music 1's for the money