Quote #246
All you niggas living bummy/While you fucking with me?/I'm a self made Millionaire/Thug livin', out of prison/Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha Ha)
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- niggas think they learned to fly/But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die/Talking about you Getting Money/But its funny to me
- Now its all about versace/You copied my style/Five shots couldn't drop me/I took it and smiled
- With your mouths open/Tryin' to come up off of me/You and the clouds hoping
- Now I'm back to set the record straight/With my A-K/I'm still the thug that you love to hate/Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up
- Peep how we do it/Keep it real/Its penitentiary steel/This ain't no freestyle battle/All you niggas getting killed
- Oh yah Mobb Deep (uhh)/You wanna fuck with us/You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
- I don't know why I'm even on this track/Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
- Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it, Bring it./But we ain't singing, We bringing drama