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Verse 1
(4:30
in the
morning,
mira)
You know
what I
mean,
mira
Dame te
culo, mami
(give me
my
shit
back,
give
me my shit
back)
Yo,
Fat
Joe
and them
is here
now, word
(Shine like
marbles) collects
diamonds
(The remix)
Ayo, add on
son
Politic
for the
real ones
Verse 2
Yo,
we gettin'
knots,
like stockbrokers
who own
Marriott's
Blast
shots
for all
my niggas
who splash
cops
The rich
Corleone
camp
is
here,
thousand
and
one
Corner
son,
fake
a jack,
you be
a goner
Verse 3
Yo,
control
this rap
like Napoleon
Half- Mongolian,
hold it,
you owe
me in
Rock
'em like
linoleum,
yeah
Lex,
diamonds,
shinin'
like
you rhymin'
929'n, Titanium
glass,
time
to play
that ass
Whirlwinds
of French,
come
movin'
intense
Time
to pull
again,
release
the shell,
well
Make
'em yell
again,
so sleek
But I'm
a be
maxin'
in suites
Countin'
your paper
and countin'
your sheeps
Hittin' your
chick
in Jeeps
Miraculously,
attack
your faculty,
who wanna
tackle
me?
You jack
Mack,
kidnap 'em for
free
What?
You
got
heat,
you better
pop
those
We movin'
like
Gestapos, through underground
potholes
That rock
those,
much
land
discoveries
Chrome
rims,
sippin'
bubbly
Who livin'
lovely,
half
a brick
to cover
me
So
dissin' me,
come on
now
listen
G
You's
a dime,
I'm
a key
Thun,
thun
straight
out of
Sicily
Now, back
to
the stash
crib
Joey
Crack
baggin'
up
cracks
One
love,
give
'em G-
Packs,
kid
Verse 4
We gettin'
knots,
like stockbrokers
who own
Marriott's
Blast
shots
for all
my niggas
who splash
cops
The rich
Corleone
camp
is
here,
thousand
and
one
Corner
thun,
fake
a jack,
you be a goner
Verse 5
Word life,
I'll be the
infamous
Who leaks the
witnesses,
crack's the
wickedest
Run up
in your
crib,
blast
your
kids
Ain't
no myth
in
this,
shit's official
I'll
pistol-
whip
you with
my
Smith
& Wesson
'Cause
my
investin'
was
sendin'
rappers
to
heaven
Gives
me
an erection
You need
protection
from
the
smooth
assassin
Who
really
moves
at
action,
blastin'
mothafuckas
Execution
fashion
Now
who's
the
fat
one
that
you
love
to
hate?
Catch
you
at
your mother's
wake,
smack
you
Then
I'll wack
you with
my snub
trey-
eight
It
doesn't
take
much
to
make
me
restless
Look
at
my
face
and
definite
lose
your
breath
Truck
up,
my
face
is
Lexus
You wan'
test
this,
so
really?
I'll
make
one
call
and
have
the
whole
Wu
comin'
on
the
ferry
I'm
very
dangerous
and
well-
connected
I puff
an
L with
Method,
then
try
to
Decide
who's
next
to
feel
his
neck
slit
So
respected
and
admired
the
boss,
retired
your
lost
Wu
Tang,
your
terror
squad,
vaya
con
Dios
Verse 6
We
gettin'
knots,
like
stockbrokers
who own
Marriott's
Blast
shots
for
all my
niggas
who
splash
cops
Rich
Corleone
camp
is
here,
thousand
and
one
Corner
thun,
fake
a jack,
you be
a
goner
Verse 7
You
guys
despise
guys
like
us
Guys
like
us,
disgust
like
Spartacus
You
cuss
and claim
a bust
You
lust
for
a part
of us
You
thrust,
but can't
touch
Plus
we
far
from
any
type
of fellas
you
can
trust
Put
the
pressure
on
the
mic
A
bench
press
to
your
chest,
sound
like
sweat
on
my
back
When
having
sex,
tight-
ass
flex
Pretty
Pocahontas
pussy
sweet,
like
my
new
Tec
Sis' got
curves
like
a GS,
300 Lex
My
body's
95% alcohol,
5% cancer
Sosa
diamonds,
Getty,
Lucci, blaze
it up
like
Bonanza
Catch
me
in the
cut,
easy
G's
is
burnin'
my
gut
As
I
remember
my
ménage à trois
was
mired
by
sluts
I
question
mark
your
heart,
punctuate
your
fate
All
your
version
predicates
Done
as
well
as
you
pronunciate
In the
West
we're
gonna
break
you
off the
isle
Take
C.O.s
hostage
Arab
style,
no
surrender
Verse 8
Gettin'
knots,
like
stockbrokers
who
own
Marriott's
Blast
shots
for all
my
niggas
who
splash
cops
Rich
Corleone
camp
is
here,
thousand
and
one
Corner
thun,
fake
a jack,
you be
a
goner
Verse 9
Yo,
I'm
all
about
business
and
enterprisin'
Advisin'
financial
advisors
on
franchisin' the wider
than
horizons
Divisin' ideas
with
master
minders
Movin'
on
a
stash
of
diamonds
First
we
get
the
cash,
then we
laugh
like
minors
Don't get
me
wrong
I'm
a
funny
bastard
But
when
it
come
to
money,
thun,
I'm not
the
one
to
laugh
with
I'm
after
for
what
cash
can
bring
me
brothers
Me
and my
demon
lovers
blast
and
laugh
at hyenas
Back
to
Ringling Brothers
believe
them
others
You
the
best,
yet,
and still
I'm
investin'
mil's on
a hunch
over
lunch
Puffin'
on
a Chesterfield
Who wan'
test
the real
scandalous
I'm
at
the
Sands
in
Los
Angeles
Plannin'
hits
with
an
anonymous
philanthropist
Spanish
kids,
close
to God,
like
evangelists
Choppin'
nig
gas
up
and makin'
sandwiches
Verse 10
Gettin'
knots,
like
stockbrokers
who
own
Marriott's
Blast
shots
for all
my
niggas
who
splash
cops
Rich
Corleone
camp
is
here,
thousand
and
one
Corner
thun
,
fake
a jack,
you be
a
goner (gon
er)
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