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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noreaga
Noreaga
Vocals
Big Punisher
Big Punisher
Vocals
Cam'ron
Cam'ron
Vocals
Jadakiss
Jadakiss
Vocals
Nature
Nature
Vocals
Styles P
Styles P
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Rios
Christopher Rios
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
David Styles
David Styles
Songwriter
Jason Phillips
Jason Phillips
Songwriter
Jermaine Baxter
Jermaine Baxter
Songwriter
Victor Santiago
Victor Santiago
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ayo, ayo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail
I kick street tales, chokin' **** like I'm Sprewell
Golden State, holdin' your fate
In the palm of my hand
Blow you away like it's part of the plan
[Verse 2]
I gotta call it like I see it, talk it like I be it
Walkin' my walk, thugged out orthopedic
'Cause I'm soon to be up, give me room, watch me heat up
**** try to stick me like Abner Louima
[Verse 3]
Follow the leader, make me go extra hard
Yo, Nore, should I hold back or show the repertoire
Quit at sixteen or throw in extra bars
Just for the non-believers
I show 'em why it's so hard to reach us
[Verse 4]
I get pussy with my father's features, puff heavily
See me at 6'1, weigh a buck seventy
Catch me in spots y'all **** never be
Packed in like Green Bay, Harlem Week to Queens Day
[Verse 5]
Performing acapella, no D.J.
'98 Live, no replays, make it seem easy
So tell a friend to tell a friend that it's them again
Nature, Noreaga, Wild Gremlinz
[Verse 6]
Champagne on the rocks, sportin' a Fort Knox Lazarus
Shark salad with carrots, pork chops and apple sauce
Twin connection, disrespect and watch your body cave in
Pump the shotty guaging, hit the shorty while he potty trainin'
[Verse 7]
I ain't playin', I'm truly the worst
You'll be the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi your hearse, leave you double dead, I'm a bubble head
I never listen to nothin' my mother said
[Verse 8]
Ayo I hold **** ransom for money like Johnny Handsome
Been sonnin' so long, I think I got a grandson
My passion is money, a stash and a honey
That won't ask questions but will blast anybody
[Verse 9]
That's my kind of girl, kind of world I want to live in
Not a cell or a prison or in Hell's Armageddon
Just a little ghetto, where my **** control the middle
And know the riddles of life, where others know only a little
[Verse 10]
Been in rich places, sick places
Seen my story, 6,666 pages, wages
I rolled six aces, and at the same dice games
I caught six cases, all over big faces
[Verse 11]
Now it's tipped laces, ready to dig faces
But the bang it ain't a bit spacious
**** buildin' up their rib cages, cats like to rent places
Bloody lip, taste it, but Cam is a big racist
[Verse 12]
But I stay imported, big places
But the world know your girl though, I fuck her off a furlough
She'll be up, hook me up, all your sales could be luck
Only question for these ducks is, baby girl, could we fuck?
[Verse 13]
You the type that need a wife
Thought L-O-X told y'all the key to life, asshole
Yo, I don't play around, I lay it down
Fuck around, I spray around
Flick a biscuit, ****, risk it
My ass, you can kick or kiss it
[Verse 14]
Ain't no **** in the world you know thorough than this
(Bust off) And sit the hot barrel dead on your lips
Like two thirds of  brick, Paniero, and 'Kiss
The crystal white fluffy parts that a come back quick
See, the plan is to stash all, and cash y'all's
The weed so strong, they gotta put it in glass jars
**** try to smoke me out, then mope me out
'Cause the rims on my new joint be pokin' out
[Verse 15]
I'm about to have no feelings, shit is deep
Do they dance with the devil when they sleep?
I wake up grippin' the air, wishin' to hear
Shit that they kick in your ear, when your soul drift in the air
[Verse 16]
My gift is half rotten when I'm spittin' some tears
That shit'll drop down my eye, I'm too tired to cry
And I ain't never seen a **** that's too live to die
They say you get what you ask for, so get it 'cause you asked for it
[Verse 17]
If a **** ain't a thief, then he better have the cash for it
And we gon' be around till your body rot
And if the feds brung us in, we get the same time Gotti got, ****
[Verse 18]
Ayo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain
The other, smoke chronic like straight to the brain
Yo, let's get loose, Hennessy straight with tomato juice
Queens Stallion, buy guns from the Italians
[Verse 19]
Now y'all **** recognize medallions
I play the best hood, O.T. with Tim Westwood
Used to be on Section 8, now my section is good
Thugged out ****, we eat as much as we could
[Verse 20]
And I don't give a fuck, what, yo, I save my shit
And I don't give a fuck, what, you can save your shit
Y'all **** like extra skin on my dick
Listen to Bob Marley, y'all funny **** like Steve Harvey
[Verse 21]
Frontin' live with a weak army
I play the nice guy too, and even smoke with you
But the realness, I ain't got no love for you
That's why I never do a song with you
[Verse 22]
Not even if your baby moms fucked the crew
And promised to give us head, and swallowed too
I still say low, no is no, no can do
Y'all **** drinkin' haterade, drinkin' my flow, no
Written by: Cameron Giles, Christopher Rios, D Styles, J. Baxter, J. Phillips, Jermain Anthony Baxter, Kasseem Dean, Sanitago

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