* the Jay-Z and Tariq verses are from Shaquille O`Neal`s No Love Lost
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[Chorus 1 - Lord Tariq]
People know me on these streets player, I ain`t new
Lookin at me all funny, while I`m countin my money
Suprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across, ain`t no love lost
[Jay-Z]
Fo` sure, everythings for dough now
flow, you gotta pay a little more now
It`s platinum, now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up, y`all don`t ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave the Bezzle out
Y`all don`t like it? Sue me, fuck I`ll settle out
Ghetto`d out in the vehicle Bent
These days I mellowed out, see success make a fella content
Uh-huh, you know, this rap star, Poppy Chulo
Jay-Z, Hugo, of course player you lost player
I know you rappers wanna see me fail
But quick to see a 600SL be twelve
Live wit it, y`all got dough to get get it
I got mine, your little bit of money couldn`t stop mine
Your block time, too hot, too many hands in your pie
Seventy thirty, the nigga you work for work for me
Bottom line
[Chorus 2 - Jay-Z]
People know me on these streets and the towns I been through
Lookin at me, stay focused, I`m givin em straight poker suprise
What I do is already legalized
Analyze how I floss of course, ain`t no love lost
[Lord Tariq]
We be the Bronx to BK`lyn, togethor we about a ton or better
on the way in, we rhyme related, very underestimated
That`s why I`m winnin in this world of sins
Steady grinnin, money boss spendin
Distant from dirty women, Lord, I`m quite influencial
Spiritualy and mental, what you into I done been through
Preachin my words and don`t know what you owe
It shows you wanna be me, but won`t show it
Ain`t nothin changed, but players, the game remains the same
I had a ten year run, hey I can`t complain
Took the next step see, from Coke to Pepsi
From the bx weed, ridin the south beach on jet-ski
Play to survive, you ain`t live you just livin
You breathin a good one, but where I`m from, y`all forbidden
Come around, bad decision, you rather be in prison
aint` no duckin what I`m deliverin won`t be forgivin in
Layin there shiverin, half the night
You gotta walk toward the light, everything is aiight
I make sure everything you endure stays tight
Big (*boom*) Lord Tariq, Jay-Z, outta sight
[Chorus 1]
[Nas]
I spend nights on corners, see the crack, cop my first mac
No longer scared to pump what y`all pump, now I burst back
It hurts that, don`t seem cream can make my purse fat
Without the benefits of a doubt, I hit the hearst black
But curse that, tryin to see Nas was your worst match
Blowin like Tahitii, throw off NYPD
Am I greedy? like I mean EDC me
In a fly Salinii gimme frames in the beanie
I flip my loot twice a week on my most trifest streets
You got no right to eat by the laws of life you keep
Ain`t no love lost, none taken, none givin
Stressin how I`m livin it, thinkin when my loot first came
look what I did with it, bought my click glaciers
and pagers, rollin ten deep to Las Vegas
Copped a live croc, chopped it up, hit my block off
wit gators, feedin peoples, from the bridge to Dequatas
But now, two years five months and 30 days later
I still put out the street flavor
But watch that kid right there, a bulge in his night wear
Awoke me up the ways I used to be in my heist years
Bubble eye small fry loaded four five
just thirstin for some person with shine to just walk by
Now that I can see the 360, now that its me thats jiggy
them cooly heads they wanna stick me, whoa
