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Yeah... hard body (hard body)


Carter carter Carter yeah


Lets go





Cash Money Young Money motherfuck the other side


They can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide


Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombin


Til they gettin out the game it's like comin out of a coma


I'm tryin... but I'm normal when this rap shit get borin


All I ask is that you pray for me (Please)


And the beat keep cryin and I'mma keep beatin her


Fee I'm fuckin her I'm deep in her sleep in her


And what happens when the reaper come (huh?)


I'm just hopin that he sends that elevator up


I made enough I ain't meant shit


So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this (nigga!)


Breakfast yes let's eat wipe ya mouth when ya finished


Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner


To the criminal activity fuck with them they rushin in


Like Seminoles Indians no bow and arrows Harold


Just leaners Cheena just choppers Robert


Carter II tell me how is you gon stop a riot


I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it (yeah!)


I'm in the lead I can pop a wheelie (got em!)


Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb (GO!)


I'm here muhfucker make room... BOOM!


Young Tune the big kahuna


It's my ocean baby y'all niggaz is tuna


Better now than sooner junior


Fly around ya city try and take another tune ya


I ain't goin nowhere special I won't never leave


Shit I'm already a legend if I ever leave


Game get rid of me? Not little me


Man I got 'em I'mma get 'em B (I got 'em B)


I'm hungry like I didn't eat


I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen


What the fuck you niggaz tellin me?


You pups can't keep up with the pedigree


Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies


Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but whats new?


Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop


Get fucked so many times til it's fuck you (fuck em!)


So how you wan' do it baby we can get it


All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit it


Money and murder you my nigga my jelly preserver


I'mma ride baby til the judge give me a verdict yeah


Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it


Cuz everytime I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah


Now I kill it the mission accomplished


The niggaz abolished the bitches astonished


Then they pay homage when did they find it but


Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so


They don't forget it I underline it and


I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin young'n


I been through all that I done done what you sayin


I put it down when the others was playin


When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders


Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions


Quote unquote with the eighth I'm a gorilla but lighter


Wit the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah


Start 'em ignite 'em I walk through fire


Watch the flames start multiplyin whoo! yeah


Alter a nigga nina talk to a nigga


Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a nigga


I'm awkward like Cartwright fuck wit a nigga


Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite


Fork in the road I'm always goin right


Nowadays knowin life ain't no more road lights


We can't see but we gon make it to the finish line


It's right there the goal line right behind the scrimmage line


Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines


Semi 9 fit me fine hit a nigga twenty times


Damn then one more to the face (BOW!) just


So they close the casket like I pay to close the case


I'm made straight mafia shit front line


Top rank ready to die for my shit and the obvious shit


If I talk about my robbery they prolly get rich


So fuck 'em I'mma let 'em sit


And I ain't duckin cuz I'm right here I'm just enough


I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm steppin up


See you fuckin up the money baby that ain't good business


You startin to look like a witness and this is


For the gangstas and the bitches the hustlers and the hoes


Crossover whatever mainstream know


Cuz Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold


You heard it right here if the game was ever told


Lift up ya toes and look under a rug


Trust me there's history under all that dust


So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?)


Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front


Stunna pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt


Lets eat and talk about all them niggaz we cut


What? You know what? Lets not fuck up our lunch


Thats real shit if you ever seen such


Chuch





Tha Mobb


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