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  • Right now
    I'm 'bout to show you how it's done, you can
    Shut down yo, my
    Uzi weights a ton, you can
    Beat down and you can pump it in your system till it
    Blow out whatever dog, no doubt,
    I'm bout to
    Smack up, anybody who front like he
    Hardcore don't he know
    I stay raw? this is
    LL competition, they fell because
    IDo this bringing drama and truth 'cuz
    I don'tPlay that, and
    I be reepin' up cash since
    Way back put your honey on my lap and make her
    Heat up, got her beggin' me to beat it up
    Raw dog, throw your wacky on the floor, straight
    Kill that, have her garglin' nuts until
    ISpill that, you better play like
    En Vogue and
    Hold on, you wanna battle?
    Set it off baby
    Come on, come one, come on, come on
    F, because my flavor's the best
    A, I get my hustle off all day
    R, wreck my block, knee all far
    M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
    E, big up to my *****
    E LoveR, keep the ill rims on the car
    S, I repped it, what more can
    I say, son
    Farmers what, farmers what
    Murder, little ****** gettin money on the
    Hot block, he got the chrome **** spinnin' up on
    Linden, look at the ice and leather, the way it
    Blendin', pass the spit hot
    Linden from here to
    Mary, you think you hot,
    Cool Jane?
    EverHere it, and when it comes to this
    I'm not aSoldier,
    I'm a General crack
    KingI told ya,
    I proved I'm the greatest rapper, *****
    What now, tell your man step up, then watch he
    Go down, game one, do or die like
    Bedside, nobody even comin' close, *****
    Why try, from the
    Bronx to Shaolin to
    Uptown, like buckshot said *****
    Duck down, you better play like
    En Vogue and
    Hold on, you know
    I'm goin' out *****
    Come on, come on, come one, come on
    F, because my flavor's the best
    A, I get my hustle off all day
    R, wreck my block, knee all far
    M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
    E, big up to my *****
    E LoveR, keep the ill rims on the car
    S, I repped it, what more can
    I say, son
    Farmers what, farmers what
    No doubt,
    I'll take your block and air it out, stay
    Ice out, me and my man,
    Little Sharp in the
    Double R, whole block, lined up wit all the
    Hot cars, *****, never be afraid you gotta
    Get paid, no matter what
    I do, I keep it
    ***y me and my team spendin' cream on the
    Club scene on
    Performance
    Boulevard out in
    Killa Queens this joint knocked in the tunnel 'bout
    One O clock, they like them raw, not the watered down
    Hip hop the broad money and alah zay it
    Don't stop ****** stumblin' and fallin' off a
    Head ride when
    I'm goin' to
    BedshawRemember me,
    I'm the greast
    MC there could
    Ever be, you better call
    Def Jam, and tell 'em
    Hold on, 'cuz another major label told me
    Come on, come on, come on, come on
    F, because my flavor's the best
    A, I get my hustle off all day
    R, wreck my block, knee all far
    M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
    E, big up to my *****
    E LoveR, keep the ill rims on the car
    S, I repped it, what more can
    I say, son
    Farmers what, farmers what
  • Right now
    I'm 'bout to show you how it's done, you can
    Shut down yo, my
    Uzi weights a ton, you can
    Beat down and you can pump it in your system till it
    Blow out whatever dog, no doubt,
    I'm bout to
    Smack up, anybody who front like he
    Hardcore don't he know
    I stay raw? this is
    LL competition, they fell because
    IDo this bringing drama and truth 'cuz
    I don'tPlay that, and
    I be reepin' up cash since
    Way back put your honey on my lap and make her
    Heat up, got her beggin' me to beat it up
    Raw dog, throw your wacky on the floor, straight
    Kill that, have her garglin' nuts until
    ISpill that, you better play like
    En Vogue and
    Hold on, you wanna battle?
    Set it off baby
    Come on, come one, come on, come on
    F, because my flavor's the best
    A, I get my hustle off all day
    R, wreck my block, knee all far
    M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
    E, big up to my *****
    E LoveR, keep the ill rims on the car
    S, I repped it, what more can
    I say, son
    Farmers what, farmers what
    Murder, little ****** gettin money on the
    Hot block, he got the chrome **** spinnin' up on
    Linden, look at the ice and leather, the way it
    Blendin', pass the spit hot
    Linden from here to
    Mary, you think you hot,
    Cool Jane?
    EverHere it, and when it comes to this
    I'm not aSoldier,
    I'm a General crack
    KingI told ya,
    I proved I'm the greatest rapper, *****
    What now, tell your man step up, then watch he
    Go down, game one, do or die like
    Bedside, nobody even comin' close, *****
    Why try, from the
    Bronx to Shaolin to
    Uptown, like buckshot said *****
    Duck down, you better play like
    En Vogue and
    Hold on, you know
    I'm goin' out *****
    Come on, come on, come one, come on
    F, because my flavor's the best
    A, I get my hustle off all day
    R, wreck my block, knee all far
    M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
    E, big up to my *****
    E LoveR, keep the ill rims on the car
    S, I repped it, what more can
    I say, son
    Farmers what, farmers what
    No doubt,
    I'll take your block and air it out, stay
    Ice out, me and my man,
    Little Sharp in the
    Double R, whole block, lined up wit all the
    Hot cars, *****, never be afraid you gotta
    Get paid, no matter what
    I do, I keep it
    ***y me and my team spendin' cream on the
    Club scene on
    Performance
    Boulevard out in
    Killa Queens this joint knocked in the tunnel 'bout
    One O clock, they like them raw, not the watered down
    Hip hop the broad money and alah zay it
    Don't stop ****** stumblin' and fallin' off a
    Head ride when
    I'm goin' to
    BedshawRemember me,
    I'm the greast
    MC there could
    Ever be, you better call
    Def Jam, and tell 'em
    Hold on, 'cuz another major label told me
    Come on, come on, come on, come on
    F, because my flavor's the best
    A, I get my hustle off all day
    R, wreck my block, knee all far
    M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
    E, big up to my *****
    E LoveR, keep the ill rims on the car
    S, I repped it, what more can
    I say, son
    Farmers what, farmers what