[Hype + Verse 1]
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Yo look im the best rapper not discovered
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the other people raps is weak
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how dey get discovered ya cant fuck wit me
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everybody know me im hype to tha d
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Hangin with the R.O.C. we in the place to be
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chillin in the back of the club popin bub
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when my spinnaz keep spinnin all the
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ladies show me love im here to takeover
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i was oringanly suppose to replace hova
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not slim thug , east coST rappers weak
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they cant hang with me b hype d tha name
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fuck all yall lames i was sent to take ya fame
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and change the game yo i can spit a verse
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but if these wack ass rappers stay in the game
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this shit is gonna get worse 1 day im a make it big
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im the best and this goes down to all my niggz ohhh!
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[Verse Two]
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[Young Chris Of Young Gunz]
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We pull up in them big boy trucks
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Big boy drops
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We be the only young boys that the big boys watch
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Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle
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Protect shit a nickel
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Its death on a whistle
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Lose breath when I hit you
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Your best bet is to get through
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Fuck outta the lane I'm much outta my pain
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The stronger the game is quicker
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Live by the code fool
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Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker
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Much faster, blast ya
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Tearin ya niggaz
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We don't discriminate
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Hoes get the same as niggaz
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Comin straight out the North Of Death
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We give a fuck about a level we extort the best
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Who's the boss nigga
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[Verse 3]
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[Neff Of Young Gunz]
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i came to set it off
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came to jump off
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nigga i came to set a 9 off
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maybe a A.K. i aint here to play ,
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i just want to have it my way i
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dont face no fear im the rapper of the year
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so repect me nigga
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[Memphis Bleek + Verse 4]
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It's gettin hot so the shorts is on
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Gotta tote the snub it's too warm for the long, nigga
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You could pass me to baby's zoo
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One shot'll turn a nigga face into baby food; BLAAH!
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Get it clear, now why they lookin for Saddam
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Weapons of mass destruction is here
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I got a few in my hood
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In case a nigga ever get the feelin and he think that he could
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Or would, pull sket on me
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I could show you first hand what's a felony
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And a hobby and the process of gettin money is nothing
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I'm not Sosa, but the dogs is coming
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This is not not, no, no, motherfucking game
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Entertain you motherfuckers is not why I came
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It's R.O.C. and M.O.P.
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I wipe floors wit little niggas for fuckin wit my team
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[Swizz Beatz + Chours]
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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[Memphis Bleek + Verse 5]
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Yo check it
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Shit, I'm here now, where it's at?
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I'm there now, when I walk through the club
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The real have stare-downs
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And I walk by, lil nigga play the short guy
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Pockets is grown, when I cock it, it's on
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You believe that, all the chickenz be where the treez at
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Car hopping bitches be where the V's at
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I plot to get mo, stacks and a crib
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Sometimes I hear that Ele hold a gat in the crib
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Can't relax in the crib
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Niggaz did max bids
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Niggaz clap shit, ain't no acting in this
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You a playa? Well nigga who you working for?
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Cuz who coachin that team that you be otin for?
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When I ride by, I know you looking to spray me
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But I got a ghetto bird that go half on a three-eighty
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It's the game of life, you it, so play it right
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Bitches like you, M-e-m-p-h Bleek, yeah right
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[Hype + Verse 6]
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Do that 1 , 2, Yall There go the last call
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Im a ghetto nigga hand always on my trigga
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now look all these niggaz think they dat nigga
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well you know what i came for ohhh!
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[Swizz Beatz + Chours]
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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Time to Set It Off Nigga
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[Verse 7]
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[Young Chris Of young gunz]
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Yessuh! Y'all know who the next up
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Hopping out them thangs wit the fresh cuts, fresh uhh! (c'mon!)
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Watch right, nice bright, fin to do the rest up
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This that knock, wit Swizz and the Gunnaz connect up
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Big homie president, y'all can hang the rest up
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[Verse 8]
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[Neff of young gunz]
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Yessuh, it's me, N-E double to F up
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Young Gunz nigga indeed, double your bets up
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We double them tecs up, we sile |