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, hate, envy but cake will do Fuck tha game, don't let the game fuck you Follow the rules, stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy but cake will do Greed, hate, envy

little beef, that's the shit I love to eat I been a soldier, you a son, be a humble seed My own niggaz let them hoes make 'em envy Posin' like they friendly

Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out Bring it on, and I'm a show you

It's so depressin', uh Be the realest shit I ever wrote (Money and cars, bitches) Shit Is Real Part 2 (Drugs) Modern day (Society you know?) See what

Uh oh, uh oh Let's get it over with Yo sound boy turn the levels up Let's get it over with, uh Terror Squad up in this motherfucker Where my real niggaz

Ooh, mmm Yeah, uh, uh Fat Joe and the R That shit y'all Breakin' shit down Shake that, funky, funky, funky Yeah Sticky, icky, icky, yeah uh I got that

Bronx keeps creating it, KRS-One The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe Bronx keeps creating it, KRS-One The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe Aiyyo

Yeah, this joint right here is goin' out to everybody gettin' money I mean the real cream All up and down the East and West coast Check it Hustlin' is

Yeah, don't get it fucked up This shit is realer than you think Goin? out to all them niggaz getting? cream Drivin? them beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus