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[Intro: Funkmaster Flex]

Yeah, you know I had to get Bad Boy up on this piece

You know I had to get Bad Boy up on this piece!

Big shot to my man Puff Daddy, Notorious B.I.G., one time!


[Verse 1: Styles P]

I'd rather not breathe than snitch

And I love my niggas not my bitch, LOX pop the clip

If the rap game was the dope game

I be a chink named Liu Kang, sellin' Montega on my own plane

Movin' with, entrepreneurs, who run the law

Coke sniffin' bitches holdin' fours, talkin' war

Back to reality my mentality is fatality

Niggas makin' way over they salary

I think way out, like a fifty state lay-out

Thugs meetin' up in one city to have a spray out

Cartels bring in they coke, havin' a weigh out

Kingpins is crowned, blunts is lit

Ayo Styles don't exist, so a cell ain't shit

Jail ain't shit, God'll just teach me quick

If they put me in a cell then my ghost'll drift

Hold my inf, feel my soul give me the strength


[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pop the gat, aim, squeeze precisely

Where them niggas at? Them faggots are sheisty

See the problem's that, you way too nice, please

Where that coke at? Fuck where it might be

Don't be like me, hard-headed, and stubborn

When my gun burn, much hotter than sunburn

You got one turn, I suggest you show

Me the stash to the cash and the blow, yo

Wherever I go, my crew, is true to swarm

Got stripes in New York like Yankee uniforms

When I was born, I know I make the world darker

The age of fifteen, tote gats, quick to spark ya

Like Bob Barker, if the price is right

Lay your ass down for spite, anybody, aight?

Went from eatin' no frills cereals with food stamps

To Armani materials, coppin' Rembrandts, what!



[Chorus: Jadakiss]

I got cats to spray for me, honeys that pay for me

Money that lay for me, mami, pray for me

Cats that spray for me, honeys that pay for me

Money that lay for me, mami, pray for me


[Verse 3: Sheek Louch]

Uhh, uhh, talkin' to me doin shit for you, try God

'Cause after one in your cabbage you as good as retard

Mr. Big Style, too cool, I did this to you

Whirlpool maxin', lounge to the end

Elevator, next stop, Tony and LaFrenz

While y'all still fuckin' with them twins from Flatte

I'm out in Vegas, tryin' to strip Stacey Dash

Fuck police talk black, I don't do shit in New York

Too many super cops nigga, you can have these blocks

And these hoes, with them cheap ass Parasucos

Get some new clothes, then I let you front in my Porsche

And give Jay head, 'til your squeaky voice turns hoarse


[Verse 4: Jadakiss]

Four minutes and twenty five seconds to your end

You know it be the Kiss, grantin' your last wish

Everybody wanna know who The LOX is

'Cause we ain't spittin' nuttin' out but that hot shit

Burnin' trees, sippin' Mo', eatin' lobsters

Up in the oriental joint, usin' chopsticks

Soon we gon' rock gators, hit bitches from Barbados

Then all y'all players gon' hate us

'Cause everything we do stay gettin' overlooked

Now y'all be shook 'cause you dealin' with real crooks

I can't lie for a while y'all cats was on us

But now, if you can't beat us, join us

We tryin' to blow lye with the Sultan of Brunei

In it for the cheddar, Gucci slip-ons and sweaters

Black M5 with the headers

Andrew Mark be the leathers, mob hats with the feathers

Whatever, Goodfellas, uhh 

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