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I rep New York, we above the rest Whippin the double R [?] best Fuck all you hoes, get a grip, motherfucker If mines don't shoot, Pistol P gon cut ya Slay hit me up, said he need [?] Fat Joe again So I pull a mask and the straps, now I'm going in Mind on my money, and money bring the problems See my nine never funny, wasn't laughing when I shot him Summertime in the city, when the boddies drop Your enomies will throw a party like it's Marty Gra Nigga I'm right here, you know right where BX New York, [?] I'm liable to bring a lyer to a [?] [?] push the iron on an off night Slay got the streets locked, Mello got the guard pass Told him 13 for the half, and he brought it back [Chorus: Rell] It's not a game , this is not a show We do it up for the money, cause it's all we know So go and tell your folks Ain't nobody stop my flow [Verse 2: Ghostface Killa] You would think I'm in a laundry mat, powder everywhere One blink like poof, I'm in time square Letras de cancionesWith a dime, man she fucking with a crime [?] [?] Ya'll make sure ya'll fix the G Don't be doing nothing crookid around here, unless [?] skemeing on me Together we live, forever I burn With an antibotic flow [?] [?] cartell [?] sippin martell 86 [?] you can ask Parsell Raided niggas flash [?] Put your ear to the speaker, this is rap Easter Snatch niggas [?] Large Glocks [?] spots [?] you can't [?] You can't sneeze, huh [?] [?] Hop over my gate, I [?] [?] I ain't crazy [Verse 3: Raekwon] [?] sharks snorckles, russian hats collin in Ampsterdam [?] chill factor as a rapper My telescope solid gold, the dresser is clear Stuntin magazine [?] They don't know how to cook rhymes and slang, most of my bings is auctioned Now I'm in a sweatsuit in the rain [?] fragrence [?] made a belt for my pants A hundred for the necklace, one on the watch That's enfecsous [?] Live n the trentches [?] Guns is under the love seat with the [?] dust [?] suitcase with the blue faces Rubber band rapping, shoot laces Yeah I [?] calling It's just living out [?] Shit so hard [?] [Verse 4: Sheek Louch] I wore shiney suits with Diddy, freestyles with Big Made [?] with Hov and them, I'm back, my nigg Graveyard flow, I show you how to dig Half of that boy, [?] Dropped the EP, now New York is in a frenzy Been waiting on the Lox, these lil niggas rappin like they [?] So I guess they waiting on they pops Old niggas and new niggas need to know this Ain't none of ya'll fucking with the Styles and Kiss This ain't beef, this lyrical sparring Beef is when I'm sitting in the garage [?] Still go out on the block, get high, get goons and that With you, it's only when you rap Put the gun down pussy, who the fuck you gon clap? Get the fuck out the game, if you wasn't hot last year, 14 gon be the same nigga [Chorus: Rell] It's not a game , this is not a show We do it up for the money, cause it's all we know So go and tell your folks Ain't nobody stop my flow [Verse 5: Lil Fame] I'd love to get a Grammy, and eventually will Right now, my main focus letting them [?] build [?] for real, [?] haters want me dead Fuck it, god want me living, fuck prison, I'm in position Tip top condition, listen I'm on my toes Get pussy on the reg, got no time for these hoes Half these niggas [?] cold blooded punks Don't wanna shoot it out, don't want nothing I expose niggas who [?] lived through one story Pain in the game with me, my killers came with me Watching everything, [?] I was trying to lay down that murder game, kept dirt on my name First the flame hit your brain, aimed like [?] Give it to any nigga, any turrain Fuck what niggas saying, man I'm tryna maintain [Verse 6: N.O.R.E.] Since 96, came in the game, no tricks 98 [?] Rest in peace Chris, [?] Still isloming it, real niggas honor it I used to fuck with hoes that rode cock and they [?] [?] [?] Was raised to protect my moms, dudes bust through the tripple [?] Army [?] Tech bust loose Still smoke tree plants Killer on the goose [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] like my fucking town I'm with that shit, that's my shit, [?] Fuck it, ain't I ain't gon tell them niggas suck my dick But if they hating on this, won't tell them suck my dick [Chorus: Rell] It's not a game , this is not a show We do it up for the money, cause it's all we know So go and tell your folks Ain't nobody stop my flow [Verse 7: Macgruff] First of all, I'm a hundred [?] I don't like none of y'all [?] fall I keep a gun and dawg [?] ain't something to y'all Biggie Smalls, Big Pun and Big L to y'all That's everything that you lack in your lyrics My flow is the results of the crack epodemic Dirty burners baby Murder murder baby Baby powder, you a gurggle baby Nothing to fuck with Known for the thug shit Street cirtified, hood [?] You are now tuned into the drama house [?] [?] I'm from out of New York, with gats and [?] [?] [?] rose You say sebliminal shit, but you ain't say no names Don't fuck with me, I ain't playing no games [Verse 8: Prodigy] Tremendous career, the leggicy of A dirty lil New Yorker [?] Locked in the cage, shot in the face The fall from grace, the next hip hop [?] My music shoot through my vains My target locked, my pray And I won't fold My heart is too [?] To give y'all the satisfaction To see me all broke and fucked up That day won't be [?] [?] it's not happening This is my dream, my my dream Dreams, tryna take my dreams It seems you wanna poke holes In my coffin and [?] It's a waste of time It can't be done My shit made of titaniom And you soft like pillos [Chorus: Rell] It's not a game , this is not a show We do it up for the money, cause it's all we know So go and tell your folks Ain't nobody stop my flow From Letras Mania