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        Lyrics Notandum:

Cam'ron]
    
  Close the damn punk!
    
  Give me shit
    
  Who do you think I am sorry!
    
  To you, I ran into the head of
    
   Muthafucka, any questions you and I would like to
    
  I came here to victory
    
  Each morning
    
  I yawnin
    
  While ya'll are boardin
    
  The store and Shu fake bringin you some corn
    
  Meat, rice and poultry
    
  We all know how you can use your money
    
  Do not insult me
    
   Shutup
    
  For me not steppin
    
  You can fault me
    
  Yes, I am cold
    
  However, we are going to split this muthafucka
    
  As SugarHill
    
  People see your
    
  He thinks he's wise
    
  Tell him cold
    
  He is not the only one with chinky eyes
    
  Yo, I am with him
    
  I will, through his 8
    
  When I was skating but he
    
  And I shared three-dimensional
    
  I do not think you know is considering to give him
    
  And received more than
    
  I want the whole fuckin store with incense smoke
    
  And you, your wife to keep twitchin
    
  Than our own can be bone
    
  In a very short, the real sick
    
  Out of Dick
    
  And the riff and then go nigga
    
  I want the whole fuckin clips
    
  Dog feces in a number of raw materials
    
  Close the door
    
  Now is the time to negotiate
    
  Now you really can achieve the stores I need to
    
  Now, the seed was obtained
    
   Niggas need to dungarees
    
  We in the Middle East Harlem
    
  We need for them skiing
    
  This is to cover up nigga
    
  For weed, guns, and keys
    
  But ya'll is gettin life
    
  I am not going to do you cry
    
  I just want to get a return, nigga
    
  As 5 0
    
   [Chorus] - 2 times
    
  In the United States, the product is coke and weed
    
  In China, the product is paint and speed
    
  British Columbia was the coca leaf
    
  However, in Harlem, niggas want to plot and plan
    
   [Cam'ron]
    
  Now, you shop Gross
    
  Amiel 'for a week
    
  And my block niggas
    
  Yo, we are very sweet
    
  However, we will always be a better life here
    
  Do you think we can overcome
    
  So half of us
    
  Or I guarantee baby
    
  You are going to feel heat
    
  I am a bit high
    
  Save a little and you die
    
  Send through your shop Snowstorm
    
  In mid-July
    
  Therefore, if you want to chat
    
  We can
    
  If you want to give up
    
  We can
    
  But I think Jackie Chan
    
  Is the man
    
  Hole Father
    
  Like the idea of the murder of John Woo
    
  I will be here
    
  You are not saving
    
¤ènow a done deal
    
  We do not have children bluffin
    
  And tell your wife not to move
    
  I know where the button
    
  Yo, I do not want to burst her
    
  This is a small black
    
  In fact out of the way
    
  I know there maschetti
    
  I
    
   Blamm!
    
  At this time do not flip the jingle
    
  I like Spock and then seize
    
  Bruce Lee on a number of dog feces
    
  And his wife a hand
    
  At this time I spray niggas
    
  And in a puddle of blood
    
  It is this bitch off
    
  However, this is not¤è
    
  To see the real weed man
    
   Nigga let me go!
    
  Backed up on me!
    
  Oh, this is a closed one
    
  The next, you going to play Bruce Lee's ass son
    
  This is the Word of heavy metal!
    
  You do not know how deep, we
    
  To give them these tapes
    
   Ya'll a video recorder
    
  Yes ah, three years' time
    
  However, to return to the theme of
    
  I deal with the floor
    
  In a week
    
  I can make your store 10
    
  Yes ah, I know I know I know
    
  This is not close to your crew
    
  However, we band together
    
   Nigga this is a bad thing
    
  Now, here is the transaction either it or leave
    
  To see the reasons for these guns
    
  We may take it or squeeze
    
  Now everything is set up
    
  Right  
    
  I got some girls will be here this evening sometime
    
  Do you know meya, that is, China's white nigga
    
  Hell, they are also a number of dog feces, to the line of sight and blind around the
    
  They bear species
    
  Now if I here things behind the hype
    
  I will put forward a contract, your life
    
  And your right to sign
    
  The first day of
    
  Therefore, it is my money Thursday
    
  The reason I do not want to see your sweet ass nigga on the day
    
  In the worst way
    
   [Chorus]
    
   / TD

Lyrics Original text: Cam'ron]      Shut the fuck up punk!      Give me that shit!      You feel sorry for who!!      Gave you head before I stormed in      Muthafucka, any problem yo I want in      I'm here to win      Every mornin      I'm yawnin      While ya'll are boardin      The store and showin that you're fake bringin some corn in      Meat, rice, and poultry      We all know how you get your money      Don't insult me      Shutup      For me not steppin      You can fault me      Yeah, I chill      But we are about to split this muthafucka      Like SugarHill      See your man      He thinks he's wise      Tell him chill      He ain't the only one with chinky eyes      Yo, I'm related to him      And I'll put eight through him      When I skate though him      And my co-d      I don't think you know is take to him      And before it's over      I'll have this whole fuckin store with that smoke aroma      And yo, your wife keeps twitchin      Than we both can bone her      Real quick, real sick      Pull out dick      Then nigga go on and riff      I'll have this whole fuckin clip      On some raw dog shit      Close that gate      It's time to negotiate      Now your store really could fulfill my needs      Got now and later seeds      Niggas need dungarees      We in the middle of Harlem      What we need for them ski's      That's the coverup nigga      For the weed, guns, and keys      But ya'll is gettin live though      I ain't gonna cry yo      I just wanna get paid off, nigga      Like five-0      [Chorus]-2x's      In America the product is coke and weed      In China, the product is dope and speed      The Columbians got the coca leaves      But in Harlem, niggas like to Plot and Scheme      [Cam'ron]      Now your store grose      A mil' a week      And my niggas on the block      Yo, we feel is sweet      But we been livin here forever      Can you feel our beat      So give us half      Or I guarantee baby      You gonna feel the heat      And I'm a little bit high      Save a little and you die      Send a blizzard through your store      In the middle of July      So if you wanna chat      We can      If you wanna scrap      We can      But I feel like Jackie Chan      Exactly man      Kong Fu      Murder thoughts like John Woo      I'm here for Bi      Not to con you      Now it's a done deal yo      There ain't no bluffin kid      And tell your wife don't move      I know where that button is      Yo, I would hate to have to bust her      That's petty black      Matter of fact get out the way      I know where that maschetti at      Give me that      Blamm!!!      That's when the chink goes flip      Then grabs me like Spock      On some Bruce Lee shit      And his wife had a grenade      That's when my niggas sprayed      And in a puddle of blood      Is where that bitch laid      But this ain't have to happen yo      Man you see the weed for real      Nigga let me go!      Back up off me!      Damn that was a close one      Next time, your ass gonna play Bruce son      That's Word to mutha!      You don't know how deep we are      Give them them tapes      Ya'll got VCR's      Yeah, three of 'em      But back to the topic      My deal to the floor      In a week      I can bring about 10 thou to the store      Yeah, I know I know I know      That's not near to what your crew had      But we doin this together      Nigga that's too bad      Now here's the deal either take it or leave it      Cause see these guns      We can take it or squeeze it      Now everything is set up      Right?      I got some girls that will be here sometime tonight      You know meya, the nigga wit China white      They got some shit that will fuck around and blind your sight      They kind of tight      Now if I here things behind the hype      I'll put a contract on your life      And you sign it right      The first day      So have my money Thursday      Cause I don't want to have to see your ass nigga on herse day      In the worst way      [Chorus]

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