*featuring Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z
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[Beanie Sigel]
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You bout to witness somethin like no other
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The sky gon' get dark, streets gon' clutter
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Weak-ass niggaz out there gon' suffer
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Vets gon' quit, it's gettin hectic (uhh)
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The shit got deep - right about the time
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when the year skipped a beat, that's when my shit hit the street
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Shit gon' shake up, squads gon' break up
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Coats gon' get pulled, niggaz gon' wake up
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Everybody want see a chance to eat
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and chance the streets, you know they gon' 'vance police
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Like the time they shackled me from hands to feet
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cause I gave the jail system, a chance to speak
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You know the cops wanna trap me up, the block wanna clap me up
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It won't stop 'til they wrap me up (E'rything signed and sealed nigga)
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Gat be tucked, heat gon' back me up
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R.O.C. - Bleek come on nigga, back me up
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[beat changes]
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[Memphis Bleek]
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Yeah.. yo..
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Aiyyo Memph the young God, boss of this game
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Got my part locked, I does my thang
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Don't mistake me, I tote them thangs
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Glock fo' pop off, knocks off thangs
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Whole squad here, you know my click
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Petit nice thing, you know my bitch
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Wide body truck, you know my whip
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Cop that rock that pop that shit
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y'all niggaz, talk about, ain't really got
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Me, I think dog, you not really hot
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The hood I be, I stay in the drop
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My hood, yo' hood, I'll lock any block
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East to West Coast, Chi-Town baby
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I come through, it's my town baby
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A.T.L., I yell "Whattup my baby?"
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Hit that, get that, bye bye baby!
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[beat changes]
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[Jay-Z]
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Uh-huh uhh..
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Guess who? Young Hov'
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Bout to tear this motherfucker DOWN!
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Holla at me! It goes.. uhh
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Jigga Man huh, it goes..
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Nah! Y'all niggaz ain't gon' have me rappin on the bullshit man
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I.. I need some real music
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So when we count to three and shit
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Ya gonna drop some real shit
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One, two, three - let's go!
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Change Up
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Memphis Bleek |