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Once upon a time there was young'n bout his grind There was mountain he would climb And like a diamond he would shine (shine) So they took shots at him They all throw rocks at him And he ain't stop he let 'em Let 'em play they self outta position Til he got tired of listening, and put him in a submission It's only one way in and out the Rock, and that's through me Unless you muthafuckers know SC (And um) he's to busy, we gets busy Come to kitty, niggas spend it like he tryna get em dizzy Is he, [sniff's x2] smells just like it Ya tuned into the future, I just made you psychic Comes to the mixtapes I'm the nigga they psych with Shit and wipe my ass with the whole damn circuit Tryna show Sylvia Romes and Sincere Pomes The finest outta Queens since Sincere Jones In the belly of the beast Beast these boys These boys re-boy Outta purp and boy A new jersey's not quite my style Same ol digital watch, I just iced the dial Wow, said it's not a face without a smile It's not a case without a trial Letras de cancionesA waist without a pist(al) Pistol, I done pissed out so much Cristal I could give these bitches a christening Glisstening, only do it once in a blue moon I'm still in the hood muthafucker it's too soon Niggas is imposters Scared of who? I dances with the wolves I'm Kevin Costner Gangstas get chubby and move to miami Try mid-town loft me and Porcshe Cayenne me Is that God tryna send me a subliminal message Is it a gift or a curse that I'm blessed with Well if I ain't gangsta I'm oh so gorgeus Rap much better than em, flow so flawless Still livin the life mufucker I'm law-less And ya'll want me to give up all this Maybe if I put down the clit-clat Take all this Versace shit back, you faggots'll get back I'm feelin like Ludacris, niggas get back You ludacris niggas if you don't get that From Letras Mania