357
Cam'ron
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All my Harlem niggas My BK niggas back Uptown baby, Lennox Ave My oyes on Broadway all day, uh c'mon Ayo, you love the way I rep black, step the f back 'Fore we out the guns and chest check, respect that Any girl I met that, hit that love the way I spit that I don't kit kat, push your wig back, get your shit snatched Get your ribs cracked, got a frontin' habit, kick that Get that, sit back, school shit, skip that Learn how to flip pack for the big stacks And the big act, now I got the big gat Click clack, uh Since day one, been in a ditch Kin with a snitch Now I'm in the pen in the mix Friends sending me flicks Girls sending me kicks Been in some shit Had to tap a chin with a fist When the (?) Begin with a stitch, end in a kiss So yo, so I blend in the mix Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich Winning and rich Eating on cinnamon grits Grinning and shit How a nigga spin in six See they all say V-12 But you see me with it, TV's in it BBs kitted Ask who it is, you see me tinted I did drive-bys Now I take you on top of a high rise See if you can sky dive I'll bring it to you at your local gymnasium (uh, uh) How 'bout the Palladium? F*ck it, Yankees Stadium, uh Play people, jumped up and sprayed people I got dudes that'll jigg you with a AIDS needle You not a threat You want it you gotta bet I'll leave your mama and your papa wet Nigga, when I'm upset I'll go another route Kidnap your family, make you brother eat your mother out After I done dug her out Needles to drug her out Pillows to smother out You don't give a f*ck about, I'm what a thug about I grew wit' it (uh) Your crew ain't even true wit' it I see your man he's like, um nothing to do with it I know you pack like that But Cam, why you act like that? Shut up nigga, clack, clack, clack Pat, pat, pat Rat, tat, tat Put fear 'fore envy Nigga, I'm not in fear of any I'll leave a nigga black and blue Like a pair of Pennys While me and Betha, throw fiesta, by alma queta Chicqueta, monero, nieta Don't ever f*ck around with the Don's cheddar See Jimmy Jones frontin' in the chancletas Or the black boots, jumpin' out to act cool Cars never lease 'em Girls (?) 'em My man and his wifey want me down with the threesome Niggas, tease 'em Bitches, please 'em When I'm out of town, yo my pants got a crease 'em All calls valid, never hard mallet Dallas Been up in you favorite star's stylist Coward Bite on my hoes like Marv Albert But you should thank Un though Coulda made you run though Been at your front door Gun hold for fun though (Yo, yo, yo, yo) What's up? (What the f*ck is wrong with you?) Man, f*ck that, it's not a game, man (Yo, you ain't gotta be ryhmin' for niggas like that) Man f*ck them niggas, B (Yo, you know what you do) What? (Tell these niggas the real deal, alright?) Aight, check it Ayo, I'm quicker than (?), cook up the crack Every time you look up a gat Got you shook up attack, huh? Look in the back, nah The guns I had put in the back I want the hook up in check On this work of the rap Now I'm not saying what I like or what I dislike But get the f*ck out my face 'til your shit's right See baby boy, I carry guns, you know the big type The kind that might get you a ten year bid, life And I was just like y'all flippin' hunnid pack But nowadays I'm a owner and you a running back You got to understand, baby, I'm done with the crack I get pure white coke from Columbian cats Or the cocaine plan Leave your whole brain dead Light this herb Don't mean to disturb Never been to Sesame Street, but I flip a big bird And I know stealers and they not from Pittsburgh No kids rapping or ostriches Just kidnappings and hostages So, y'all better obey, uh We shoot pro way, uh Mess with us no way, uh Now go 'head go play
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Written by: Cameron Giles, Darrell Branch, Pete Carpenter, Michael Post
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