Tonalité : E major•
Verse 1
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Uh, Harlem, okay, Ryder, I'm back,
you know what time it is man,
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oh, Dipsack, uh,
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I still sway on the D -low,
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rings never repo,
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laid with a ski hoe,
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straight outta Rio,
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who get it across the border
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and taste the burrito,
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my earrings are twenty thousand,
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chain weigh a kilo,
you haters don't see dough,
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I'm making it primo,
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Taller than Yao Ming,
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your paper's DeVito Capisce bro,
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my heat blow, don't play with the Chico
I'll P -roll the E -ho,
then make me a Nemo
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The Prince of the Heights,
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King of the White
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You will be dead wrong,
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keep thinking you're right
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I'm drippin' in ice, livin' the life,
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you sit in your tight
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Apartment and vision at night
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It's the Hills -Heveland,
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tryna find the real reason
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Why they sayin' hip -hop's dead,
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and I'm still breathin'
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Still squeezing, Jay is a pusher
Straight up a cooko,
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pump up more bass than a woofer
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Hooker, I got the hooker,
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just hit me on the hip
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Walt Disney with the chips,
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all Mickey's that I grip
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That's Dizzy off of Chris,
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with a 50 full of tips
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B
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He couldn't handle the whole movie,
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I'll give him just the clip
Send it on his lips,
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make the prick give it a kiss
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Then keep trippin' on his dip,
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he'll just trip into a ditch
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I'm a menace on the strip,
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you are not authentic
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No, what you got on's rented,
cut the knock -off gimmicks
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Might see me tear the block
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with your mom's on Linux
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Is it still a drop
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B
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if I'm getting topped off in it, huh?
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B
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I'm that great you crave,
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used to waste the play
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And couldn't bring New York
back
if you was Flavor Flav
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Think about it, while I blazed this haze,
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lettin' all my Splendor floors
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Thinkin' I might put out a tape
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December 4th
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These little niggas soft,
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B
I'll show you how to get them off
Infrared scope,
they ain't a point I couldn't get across
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Look, I've been a boss,
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finna be a champion
Your baby mother swear
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B
I'm the realest nigga standin'
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We kick it in the Hamptons,
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B
trip out to Miami
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Turn into a piñata, hit her for some candy
The pitchin' get him angry,
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fuck up his day
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But who's fuckin' with Jay?
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Ain't no such way, I play
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You should see the competition
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where the hustlers stay
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Buncha funny lookin' niggas
with some tough shit to say
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But ay, I ain't knockin' em, do you?
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Once I yell woo -woo,
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you boo -boo or boo -hoo
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Then back to my usuals,
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you ain't sayin' nothin' slick
You put dirt out on me,
you'll be layin' under it
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Writer
Outro 1
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