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アーティスト:Cam'ron  アルバム:Confessions Of Fire 

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(Cam'ron) Shut the fuck up punk! Give me that shit! You feel sorry for who!! Gave you head before I stormed in Muthafucka, any problem yo I want in I'm here to win Every mornin I'm yawnin While ya'll are boardin The store and showin that you're fake bringin some corn in Meat, rice, and poultry We all know how you get your money Don't insult me Shutup For me not steppin You can fault me Yeah, I chill But we are about to split this muthafucka Like SugarHill See your man He thinks he's wise Tell him chill He ain't the only one with chinky eyes Yo, I'm related to him And I'll put eight through him When I skate though him And my co-d I don't think you know is take to him And before it's over I'll have this whole fuckin store with that smoke aroma And yo, your wife keeps twitchin Than we both can bone her Real quick, real sick Pull out dick Then nigga go on and riff I'll have this whole fuckin clip On some raw dog shit Close that gate It's time to negotiate Now your store really could fulfill my needs Got now and later seeds Niggas need dungarees We in the middle of Harlem What we need for them ski's That's the coverup nigga For the weed, guns, and keys But ya'll is gettin live though I ain't gonna cry yo I just wanna get paid off, nigga Like five-0 (Chorus)-2x's In America the product is coke and weed In China, the product is dope and speed The Columbians got the coca leaves But in Harlem, niggas like to Plot and Scheme (Cam'ron) Now your store grose A mil' a week And my niggas on the block Yo, we feel is sweet But we been livin here forever Can you feel our beat So give us half Or I guarantee baby You gonna feel the heat And I'm a little bit high


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