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Uh huh, hey, I remember when I back in the days |
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When I ain't hot shit |
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But now that I got shit |
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Niggas wanna keep up shit |
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But it's all good, watch me do this shit |
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo, from my town to Chitown |
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R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down |
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Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters |
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Shop lifters with Benini schemes |
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Smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green |
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Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists |
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But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist |
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But yo, throw your hands up y'all it's just love in here |
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It ain't shit but a thug affair |
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I'm at the bar spendin' thug money |
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Cop so much huh, they say I love money carats like bugs bunny |
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So lets slide you got the right thong |
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Dju don't know, I'm all night long |
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The DJ playing all the right songs |
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To the BM, REM's are Muy bien |
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It's R. Kelly, killer Cam' |
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Baby girl, can you dig now |
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Next time we see him yo, we laying Mr. Biggs down |
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To all my players and my thugs |
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To all my honeys in the club |
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To all the hoods that show me love |
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We ride, we ride |
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(From Chitown to LA) |
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To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night |
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Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride |
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(From Chitown to LA) |
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Yo, I used to be in Chitown and collect panties |
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When I make cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's |
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Thugged out yo, all my people givin' eye jammies |
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Now them shorties say I'm cute, when they can't stand me |
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R. Kelly yo, I'm right from the belly, you know the soul |
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Everything that we spit on is platinum gold |
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But now it's for the love, for all the players and the thugs |
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Yo, it's a party goin' on, meet me right at the club |
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We got some chickens in the living room getting it on |
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And they ain't leaving 'till six in the morning |
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Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and |
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Tear the club up every time we performin' |
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Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place |
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Because this shorty right here, lookin' good in my face |
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Ay yo, it's so deep I told shorty just last week |
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Uh huh, it's like, you remind me of my jeep |
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To all my players and my thugs |
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To all my honeys in the club |
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To all the hoods that show me love |
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We ride, we ride |
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(From Chitown to LA) |
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To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night |
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Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride |
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(From Chitown to LA) |
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Only ballers be allowed up in here |
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Money makers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters |
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Eighteen and I'm livin' a dream, go figure |
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How a nigga that's younger than you, ice bigger |
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Don't sweat that, stick to rap nigga, try that |
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Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit, black |
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And when you get it, make it known baby, who did it |
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It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it |
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Now, here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas |
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Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous |
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Mad cuz she can't ride in the LS |
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Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less |
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While you sleep, sleep, sleep |
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I'm inna Benz going beep, beep, beep |
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Got your girl sayin' "Yo, who he?" |
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So let's ride to Rockland's party, uh huh |
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Check, Ghetto pro' federal |
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Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go |
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Bet a load I tear down every show |
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Better know cheddar crowed like the front babe row |
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Says R., Jay y'all, all I need is four bars |
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I'm hotter than a lotta men |
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Switch up cars like Rodman's hair color, then hit your broad |
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I'm borderline too much for the mortal mind |
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Every time you ought to rewind, find there's more to find |
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Now pop that cork, then pour the wine |
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Represent New York to Chitown, like what |
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Floss mine, like of course my, what |
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Never cross my family, can we all get along? Hell no |
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I'm tryin' to tell y'all who dat is that rule that biz |
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Not your baby daddy but Jay-Z, true that is |
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Better school that kid on who's shoes that is |
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Or who I be nigga, V.I.P Jigga |
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To all my players and my thugs |
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To all my honeys in the club |
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To all the hoods that show me love |
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We ride, we ride |
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(From Chitown to LA) |
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To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night |
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Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride |
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(From Chitown to LA) |
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Let's get together and make this loot |
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(Trackmasters, Rockland) |
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Make this loot |
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(Untertainment) |
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Come on players |
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(Thugged out) |
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Come on players |
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(And we out like that) |
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Rock-a-fella ya'll |