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by

RZA


[Intro]
Ah, what's good my n*gga?
I f*cked your b*tch, what up, what up?
Yeah I got fifty on it
Ah, you ain't talking 'bout sh*t
Ah, peep - ah, f*ck you n*gga
Y'all ain't talking 'bout sh*t, ah
Yeah I feel it, I feel it
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
I'm thinking father, you see kings
I need a crib and something that's old, sitting on rims
It's quiet for that Metro card
God if I could straight four, five, six
We could all get rich
Straight OD-ing, Flatbush
But my last b*tch is OC-ing
They like "Chuck why is you leaving?"
Life's a gamble bro, I'm tryna break even
Dodge heathens, 'cause nowadays, homies be scheming
Just chose a right team and
The power rules cyphers, stay pulling all-nighters
And these n*ggas not fire
Like a blunt with no lighter
I be the main supplier
They thought the crib was on Blue Hill Ave
The way he got bass like that
Chucky bust crazy dope moves
They tryna tell me that I lose
Screaming "f*ck some winners!", I rap for n*ggas that's losing
Down on Ocean cruising
Where dealers gone deal, and users keep using
I wrote this on my born-day
21 with no court dates
We was posted up, watching Price Is Right
When my life was wrong
Two hits from the bong - and my f*cks go gone
And my rhyme game strong, n*gga
[*Instrumental Switch*]

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I hit the bong cypher now, gawd
That's when I get anti-social
Curve them fake f*cks, just like I'm supposed to
Can't believe he had the nerve to approach you
I was posted up with shorty hard
Motherf*ck some business cards
n*gga learn some etiquette
Left toked, then came up with some better sh*t
Kids from down bottom, how ironic they on top
While n*ggas was di*k-riding and f*cking name-dropping
I sent your b*tch out with a list, to do some shopping
She got the DiGiorno, but she added extra toppings
And she added extra sloppin's
Gave me head while I done dropped it
I'm like "you a fool, stop it"
If I could just chill, vibe and meditate
I get my mind strong enough to make a f*cking fat b*tch levitate
That's Mayweather strong
n*ggas hate that he on
Sun shining on this dawg's ass
Woah, Chuck, pause that, they 'gon think you comment on videos
That's from a movie, you silly hoes
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