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Feat. GLC
[Kanye West]
Heavy hitters fo' life, heavy hitters fo' life

You rappers think I give a fuck about the way that they spit
Want to be
don't talk no more
But, I gotta Get it off my chest about all Shit I've been hearing babe
I (I) thought you was that ride or die you would neva leave my
on you don't stress
Tell them niggas that we the best

(Fuck nigga you can't stop this)
Fuck the best we run this game
Kanye West Khaled and Pain
your own Kanye West on the track
Harlem, you know who the fuck I am Killa
We just want you's to know Diplomats is here
We ain't going nowhere, holla
Started with a dollar and a dream

We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Kanye
Niggas get stretched out on [?]
Got three thousand stacks, I ain't
for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
You can't stop this
Fuck the best, we run this game
Kanye West, Khaled, and Pain

[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you
East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows
Everyone knows, everyone knows
East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows
of the west end
Ain't gonna end up
Like the old man did
Cause I got dreams and they're bigger than this
As far as I'm concerned
You can keep the west end
[Kanye West]
We in the streets player, get your mail
It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere
And we wondered at each other with a meeting of the eye,
When we drove thought the hills of west virginia.

And once in a while we would stop by
[Chorus - Kanye West]
I walked in the crib, got two kids
And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)
So I had to did, what I had to did
Cause I
[Chorus - Kanye West]
I walked in the crib, got two kids
And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)
So I had to did, what I had to did
Cause I
for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
You can't stop this
Fuck the best, we run this game
Kanye West, Khaled, and Pain

[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you
and
Pharoahe Monch, see'mon turn me up and
Talib Kweli in the house with

[Hook: Kanye West]
Guerrilla monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got
[Intro]
(Brand New) x5

[Hook: Kanye West] x2
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new)
wear suits cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga
I'm Kan, the Louis
on you don't stress
Tell them niggas that we the best

(Fuck nigga you can't stop this)
Fuck the best we run this game
Kanye West Khaled and Pain
bullets getting tossed
16 on your back like you fucking Jeff Goff
Your man acting girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, welcome to the west
got a message, then leave it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yeah, the beat
visions of makin a classic, then my world turned black
Like I was starin' out of Stevie Wonder's glasses
It's kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West
Coming
Got the baddest little chick to sign off of them checks
Fat bubble, her body's like one of the best
But I don't need to say nothing, ask Kanye West
livin' by today

The code of the west was black and white
Good guys and the bad
You would always know who's wrong or right
By the color of their hat
the hustler grain
Gettin' brained like a hustler should
Hustler would
And you know when I hear the stuff 
I'm still tryin' to hear this love what that do
a hustler should
hustler would
and you know when I hear the stuff
I'm still tryin to hear this love what that do
It's like that baby when I mix it up baby
for all the time
Everybody went wild when he said his rhyme
Said his manly man would come out
With his gangsta ride his turn back side
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