Tonalité : A major•
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do your first bid and dirt to get your name known
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You never talk too much
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to get your spot blown
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Now you`re no longer just a face
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in the crowd
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You`re gettin so much respect that
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niggaz might as well bow
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And movin up with your hustle
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like you planned it
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Rakin dough like the
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world`s greatest bandit
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Always got one eye open,
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for the stick- up kids postin
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So much cream chumps
they can`t understand it
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Ladies flock to your jock like it`s golden
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Curious,
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to test the weight you be holdin
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but you ain`t got no time,
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to be chasin felines
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If she`s the chick that you pick
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then she gets chosen
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People treat you like you`re ghetto
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royalty
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And all your staff shows
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you utmost loyalty
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You paid your dues,
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refuse to lose in this scenario
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The rep grows bigga, you`re a legend and a hero
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Interlude 1
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Your fame has gotten larger
than your life
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You`ve got a harem of bitches
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and killer niggaz that`s hype
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They got your back,
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but you so fly you don`t need em
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You shit what you`re eatin so you don`t
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peep the proceedings
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They start schemeing, feeling
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that you`re too swollen
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and that`s the reason why your cash
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and stash gets stolen
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You start perspiring,
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because you`re paranoid
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Still an other confrontation that
you couldn`t avoid
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Prepare for drama,
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as if you were a stunt man
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Back in the days you was a
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forty and a blunt man
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Today you`re a Willie,
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now the weather`s too chilly
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New York City ain`t the place
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to be frontin
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Over your shoulders day and
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night`s where you look
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Your so- called fam ran a scam,
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and you got shook
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Go back to square one, better
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go talk to your son
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See reps grow bigga in the life of a crook
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Interlude 2
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Years ago, we were new
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jacks to this scene
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Showed some effort, made fat records,
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but still saw no green
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Know what I mean?
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They tried to stifle us
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Nigga you could not believe
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how really ill and trife it was
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Fed up so we headed on
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a serious mission
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Wishin, that we could better
our position
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Two businessmen,
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Guru and Prim`, we enterprised
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Too strong to be stepped
on, creatively wise
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The dedicated ministers
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of underground sound
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When we`re doin our thing,
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you know we don`t fuck around
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No matter how bizarre and dif
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ferent you think you are
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your team wouldn`t dream of
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competeing with GangStarr
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Premier in the rear with the beats and cuts
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And Guru with the mic
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ready to tear shit up
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Take us out the game nigga?
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How you figure?
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The name is well kept,
Outro 1
and the rep just gets bigga
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