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My niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoaSnitch niggaz, broke niggaz not my niggaz no no noIn the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoaSexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat's like whoa whoa whoaFresh out the federal buildingTo Bentley Coupes with the convertible ceilingsIt's the black widow, call me Miss WhiteI done been through it all, shootouts and fistfightsBrooklyn bitch, you go wrong I get rightBack with a classic, now gimme six micsCan't reach me on the phone, then send a bitch a kiteMan I do's it in heels or a pair of crisp NikesStand behind Martin Luther King, but I'm more like Malcolm XGuerillas beatin on they chest, get it right on Malcolm XJust keep the peace, cause if cowards show me disrespectMy niggaz put his soul to rest and I don't wanna see you stressedChampagne at my campaign, Kim for mayorTold you I'm the same bitch from the escalatorAnd I ain't trippin off you rats and investigatorsGet your envelopes, time to address the hatersMy niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoaSnitch niggaz, broke niggaz not my niggaz no no noIn the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoaSexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat's like whoa whoa whoaLetras de cancionesMe and my team, we tryin to own casinosSo we can all cop dreams like Pacino'sCome through in the oh-six Benz-itosThe feds tryin to shut us down like NinoWe keep it goin man, we keep it goin manWon't stop, can't gotta keep it goin manSee I do it for the fans, they'll never understandWhile they goin off course, me I'm stickin to the planFeel the movement, it's a whole new crewFUCK Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is throughThem faggots done did somethin that they cain't undoWhoever ridin with 'em they can get one tooCoulda copped to a one to three doStill took it to trial, even though I blewBrooklyn style, that's how we do itReal gangsters and ain't got to prove itMy niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoaSnitch niggaz, broke niggaz not my niggaz no no noIn the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoaSexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat's like whoa whoa whoaNow a party ain't a party 'til the Queen come throughYou know where I go, man the team come tooPull up in the Phantom or the V-1-2Lil' Kim's that girl, even got her own shoeIn the club with my clique though, glass full of Crist-alIn the jail jumpsuit, still a bad bitch thoughRose from the ghetto it was hard from the get goThen I showed the hood the world ain't just made for rich folkGet'cha little dance up, BK stand upStraight to the dance floor, everybody hands upThrow it up, get down, fellas hold your pants upLadies throw it right back, tell that nigga man upMy niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoaSnitch niggaz, broke niggaz not my niggaz no no noIn the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoaSexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat's like whoa whoa whoa From Letras Mania