Then DeGalle put me on his album,
sold 3 million out the gate
What we been waiting for,
moved around state to state
Held him down, it was so, so fresh
But he ain't put me in that deal,
And I was crushing you for
Got treated like a mouse, a little cheese
But he told Biggie, Biggie told Un
And Un had the feel, son,
second one went eventually
but you talk all of them,
Still hustled though, niggas couldn't find me
I was selling rocks, baby,
Took my advance, went and bought plans
we finally got our chairs
Jim stayed in New York, damn
out there they bought PAM
Oh, oh, oh boy, hey ma, here we go
no, I told Jim to shoot the videos
My con nect said you gettin' too famous
he don't speak the language
And we had to run longer than a marathon
cause I'll tell the rest later
Never, I said, never tried
Da Benk Coupe left a mean
impression on my neighbors
Tim Duncan, you can catch
With a fiend in the post,
Don't like a long knife to your abdomen