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This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
on the line girl) 
Hey DJ (On the request line girl) 
Play the record by my favorite band 

I like to hear my favorite song on the radio 
So I called
on the line girl) 
Hey DJ (On the request line girl) 
Play the record by my favorite band 

I like to hear my favorite song on the radio 
So I called
as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John Gotti's and Scarface's

N****s knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million n****z with
mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas
tical
Still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual
Sing a song of sixpence
Pocket full of chits
Too many rappers be on john gotti's dick
Now this
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
daddy, so full of beer this is the sixth time that he pissed
Yo grand mammy, man I know she's super buck 'cause she feelin me
Listin to good ol' boys I
"Stop burnin' me!"
I serve your heart, Dev will play his part
And, yo, def do us part

"The path we have chosen is full of hazards...and one path we shall
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'

To all, rise and shine, give
than I, so approved by Carly Simon.
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'.
To all - rise and shine; give God the glory.
I already give
ass strickly business man
Self disciple Heineken let the record spin
Paparazzi all over again
Times ten like thee original sin
I'm tryin' to fuck it up
ass strickly business man
Self disciple Heineken let the record spin
Paparazzi all over again
Times ten like thee original sin
I'm tryin' to fuck it up
hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my "J.O." with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh, like I'm still
to dude
I'm grown man business, and I am not in school
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my +J.O.+ with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name
Hey Gotti, Hey Chuck
How the fuck we gon' keep droppin this fire on these niggaz?
Know what I'm saying we killin' 'em on the radio
Then we jump
Part III, Gotti Gambino 
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace 

[Chorus]

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You seein clips
keep on getting mine
So eat a dick

[Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt]
What's the verdict yo
(Doing me stuck in my grind)
Let the globe know
(MC
Part III, Gotti Gambino 
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace 

[Chorus]

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You seein clips
- cause I'm that nigga

[Erick Sermon]
Yo the rap male (?), the highest priest
Step into the club, niggaz be like "PEACE!"
I got respect, every time I
Yo, the saga begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
hardcore street team crash the party with Def Jam
And incorporate murda like Gotti

How about in back of the yellow cab like Seinfeld
Chew you like
that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment
that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment