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Verse 1 – Kanye: You sweater and I aint talking bout coogi You a big l and I aint talking bout Cool J See me at the airport at least 20 Louie’s Treat me like the prince and this my sweet brother numsay Groupies say I’m too choosy Take em to the show and talk all through the movie Said she want diamonds so I took her to ruby Tuesdays If we up in Friday’s I still have it my way Yall don’t want no problems with me What you rappers could get is a job you see Maybe you can be my intern and intern I show you how to cook up summer In the winter Aaron love the raw dog when will he learn Caught something on the Usher tour he had to let it burn Plus he already got 3 children Arguing over baby sitters like bitch it’s your turn Damn ye it be stupid to dis you Even your supafucial raps its supper official Rock pastel with Gucci on With TV’s in the ride throw a movie on Said he couldn’t rap now he at the top where he belong Cause he dookied on any song that they threw me on Letras de cancionesGone We strive at home I ride on chrome Listen homeboy move on That’s your best bet Verse 2 – Cam’ron: Knock knock who’s there? Killa Cam...Killa who? Killa Cam hustler grinder gorilla troop My chinchilla blue You ever dealt with a dealer well heres the deal ma we goin to the dealer woop No concealing no ceiling I don’t need a roof Act up…get out I don’t need you poof poof Be gone damn tough luck dag Niggas still doin puff puff pass Pull the truck up fast and I tell em Back in a touched up Jag Yall niggas won’t get a Cam cerebllum An old man just gon tell em Then I see how you gonna react when I’m (gone) My last girl want me back but I’m (gone) Fine stay you got the grind hey Came back read what the sign say Yes I know you wanna see my demise Church boy actin like a thief in disguise Ain’t even my size see the greed in my eyes Ask Happy I hustle brought weed to the Chi And they ain’t even a lie please believe me Gave Weezie a piece of the pie You can ask George and Regina The whole west side I explore with the bimma Verse 3 – Consequence: I been pouring out some liquor for the fact that my pal’s gone And tryin to help his mama with the fact this her child’s gone And since we used to bubble Guess its only right that I should help her from now on His sister got her foul on what coulda gone wrong Now they asking Cons how long has this gone on And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head Cause it got me thinming money coulda gone to the feds So I had gone to the dread but he had gone off to bed And when I came the next morning he was gone with my bread And with that being said I had gone with my instincts And gone to the spot where they go and get mixed drinks But lookin back now I shoulda gone to the crib And rented Gone With The Wind cause I woulda gone in by 10 But I had gone with my friend and we had gone to the bar And heard a nigga talking shit so I had gone to the car And not the judge is telling me that I had gone to far And I’ll be gone for 20 years doing time behind by bars And since I gone to a cell for some petty crime I guess I gone to the well one too many times cause I’m gone Verse 4 – Kanye: I’m ahead of my time sometimes years out So the powers that be won’t let me let my ideas out So that make me wanna get my advance out And move to Oklahoma and just live in my aunt’s house I romanced the thought of leavin it all behind Kanye step away from the lime Light like when I was in my prime In the 1-9-9-9 Before model chics was bending over Or dealerships ask me Benz or Rover Man if I could just get one beat on hova We can get up off this cheap ass sofa What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18 year old Sell drugs or get a job you gotta play your role My dawg worked in Taco Bell hooked us up in plural Fired a week later the manager count the churos Sometimes I can’t believe it when I look up in the mirror How we out in Europe spending Euros They claim you never know what you got till its gone I know I got it I don’t know what yall on I’mma open up a store for aspiring MC’s Won’t sell em no dreams just inspiration for free But if they ever switch sides like Anakin You would sell everything including the mannequins You got a new bitch now you Jennifer Anniston Hold on I’ll handle it don’t start panicking stay calm Shorty’s at the door cause they need more Inspiration for they life they souls and they songs They said sorry Mr West is gone From Letras Mania