I'm here now!
 Ha! Ha!
 I'm here now!
 They should have never let me in the muthafuckin game b!
 They done fucked up lettin me in Un
 They done did it to themselves man!
 Eh yo, you see him
 Cam in the BM
 Wit the Koreans
 To G 'em
 Wit land in Korea
 Take the leer jet flight
 When?
 Thursday night
 Overseas
 No fuck up is worth they life
 Huh, you niggas heard me right
 Uggh, for that persian white
 I go to church of christ
 Search a life
 Enough to cut a nigga from his merchandise
 My niggas ball for weight
 Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their corn flakes
 To make em frosted flakes
 Oh, these jewels on my neck
 You say are out of sight
 My shit cost a cake
 You think you can afford a date
 I thought I'll let you know
 That my crew
 We intend to blow
 Treat you cats like Martin Lawrence
 And muthafuckin end your show
 When I say no
 What don't you understand the N or O
 Like that nigga Jigga said
 Yo, you either friend or foe
 So respect my wish
 I'm a perfectionist
 And wit the gun
 Is the only time a nigga plays catch or kiss
 Check the kid
 How many necks I twist
 Who expected this
 Exodus
 Flow over night
 Or even sex a bitch
 But I can get her
 Anytime I hit her off
 On my dick so bad
 I need Cochran to get her off
 Ask my nigga Digga
 Or my other nigga Mr. Ross
 I pray you get across
 To make it that you get across
 And, chumps like you
 Get mad and wanna holler rape
 But you live in the burbs'
 Your business is on the holidays
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 [Noreaga]
 Now where my up north niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my down south niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my east side niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my west side niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my Harlem World niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my Iraq niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my N.O.R niggas at
 Wha What!
 Now where my Cam'ron niggas at
 Wha What!
 [Cam'ron]
 Eh, yo I just wanna walk wit ya'll
 I don't wanna rhyme
 I just need to talk wit ya'll
 How ya'll feel about me
 Yo, I think I'm pretty hot
 Cause when I rhyme
 Niggas grab they dick and diddy bop
 Then pull they skully down
 And put their ice grill on
 Like they don't trust a nigga
 And walk around the club
 Like they bout to crush a nigga
 I get a nigga mad enough to when he snuff a nigga
 No need to boast
 Yo, I fuck around and bust a nigga
 You got to love a nigga
 The way I rhyme what
 Cause out west they fuckin throwin gang signs up
 Wildin all out and not carin where they wind up
 Next day same ice grill along the lineup
 Ya'll niggas' time up
 No mean to trouble you
 I'll snatch your kids quicker than B.C.W
 What you mad about?
 I see alot of types of drawers
 I got alot of hoes
 But I'm really, really liking yours
 Not to nag her
 Wonder if I can bag her
 It ain't if I can have her
 It's how I'm gonna have her
 I'm a lay her like a quarterback
 On her back
 On the mat
 Found out that you wanna act
 We ran through her
 You want her back?
 Come on wit that
 You trick a hoe
 But when the bitch leaves
 You fuck around and miss the hoe
 Oh, I'm the type to kiss the hoe and diss the hoe
 Choke and threaten the killer
 Like her last name's Carlisimo
 Listen yo
 Trick the hoe and get her doe
 That was pryor like Richard yo
 See I done been around the world
 See I met Puff and I no Mason
 But still the best nation
 Nigga is donation
 So let me hold somethin
 Yo, you can't change my livin
 This robbery's a holiday
 Call it Thanksforgivin'
 Cause you a turkey
 Talkin bout you sell weight
 Nigga you had soul mates
 I had sell mates
 But now
 I''ve been in the same three hummers
 For the same three summers
 And my dice game loves me
 and stays on the same three numbers.
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