More Money, More Cash, More Hoes - Jay-Z
Turn the lights even lower
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie sigel uh huh
Roc a fella y'all yeah yeah
DMX jigga my ni**a rhyme all night
To the top with my niggas
Pop with my niggas
Drive by in whips rock rocks with my niggas
Break day on the hottest block with my niggas
Just cause I love my niggas uh huh
Chill with the crew uh huh
Real with the crew
4 million sold look still with the crew
Break bread with the fam
Till I'm dead with the fam
Duck cops shake feds with the fam
Flip them pies with my hustlers uh huh
Ride for my hustlers
Die for my lie for my cry for my hustlers
Roll with my duns uh huh
Cold with the guns uh huh
If he slow with my ones hit the floor when I come
I f**k with them hoes that f**k with them clothes
That's real with them shoes keep it real with they dudes
I'm sick with the flow and this is all I know
More money more cash more hoes BEYACHHH
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Ay yo M E M P H I S Bleek
No need to dress warm I brought plenty of heat
Y'all can't do nothing with this here
For one I pack three 9s like the year
Y'all funny money hustlas
7 gram hustlas
Type to bust a o down with ya man hustlas
I hold bank dough dough 654
While you ho talk that look for a walk dough
Petty crime niggas
Petty time niggas
Sold petty *** came up with petty thugs
Now you got game in you
Wanna be a menace and you got caine in you
I'll put them thangs in you
I'm a hot lil' ni**a
I ain't gotta tell niggas
You came too deep one fell niggas
I'm layin in the cut but still don't give a f**k
Roc a fella forever Memph man what what
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P H I L L Y
North west south west southside
Spit it for them b**ches and niggas who stay fly
B mack roc a fella till I die
Met Jay dropped on a album in a week
Without unsigned hype or battle of the beats
The first time niggas heard me spit it in the streets
I gave y'all 1000 bars with Memphis Bleek
Stay strapped heat in the car under the seat
6 hammers even though we only 3 deep
We clap up niggas
Smack up niggas
Duck tape rope and wrap up niggas
Think sh*t a joke go head crack up niggas
Get treated like coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20s
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Roc a fella sh*t
1999 uh huh
You about to witness a dynasty you are not ready unlike no other
Get down or lay down ya heard
No publishin' for niggas
I know y'all niggas wondering like
When them niggas gone stop
We got a date for you
February 31st 19 neva hate haha
I know y'all niggas ready to kill yourself too
Just go head and do it
Jump off a building slit ya wrists
Just do it
The world'll be a better place haha
