Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the fuckin' boss Seven forty-five, white on white that's fuckin' Ross I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What) I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic I got them motherfuckers flyin' 'cross the Atlantic I know Pablo, Noreaga, the real Noreaga He owe me a hundred favors I ain't petty nigga, we buy the whole thang See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine My roof back, my money right I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like When they snatched black I cried for a hundred nights He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes
We never steal cars, but we deal hard Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard I caught a charge, I caught a charge Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard Ain't bout no funny shit still bitches and business I'm on my money shit still whippin' them Benz's Major league who catchin' because I'm pitchin' Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's fiend ish I feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens They flyin' over Pacific to be specific Triple C's you know it's fat we holdin' sacks So nigga go on rat, run and tell 'em that Mo' cars, mo' hoes, mo' clothes, mo blows
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It's time to spend my thrills custom spinnin' wheels I ain't drove in a week them bitches spinnin' still Talk about me 'cause these suckers scared to talk about me Killers chalkin' bout me, it ain't no talk about me It ain't no walkin' 'round me, see all these killers 'round me Lot of drug dealin' 'round me goin' down in Dade County Don't tote no twenty-twos, Magnum cost me twenty-two Sat it on them twenty-twos, birds go for twenty-two Lil' mama super thick, she say she twenty-two She seen them twenty-twos, we in room two twenty-two I touch work like I'm convertible Burt I got distribution so I'm convertin' the work In the M-I-A-YO them niggaz rich off yayo Steady slangin' yayo, my Chevy bangin' heyo
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