| You want one or two bricks?
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| Blocks of straight fish?
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| Okay the truth is
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| I don’t know you
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| A small town that gotta itch
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| I’m there when you need a fix
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| I could show you a thing or two
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| It go up, it come down
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| Drive around and find me
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| I mean dime after dime
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| Got the fiends and they lean
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| Sniffing the finest
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| I mean line after line
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| Lenox terrace was my stash house
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| Right by the bath house
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| Moving yay twice a day, had 'em bringing cash out
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| Hefty bag? |
| Nah, they wasn’t bringing trash out
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| Like that posse out in Brooklyn we would mash out
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| Body builder, I be slinging weight around
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| Tell Ben Affleck I got something to wake the town
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| See I made it 'round, yeah make it round
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| 25 wholesale, 43 you break it down
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| Let us know cooking low I don’t need consignment
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| I’m going dime after dime
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| Corner stoops get the coupes yellow bones piling
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| I’m going dime after dime
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| Yeah, the fiends gon' be waiting
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| Dime after dime
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| The fiends gon' be waiting
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| Dime after dime
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| The aux’ll cut you, cops’ll cuff you
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| Blocks are rough too, Lenox Ave
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| Broads get snatched up, dudes get clapped up
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| The whole neighborhood trapped up, your Lieutenant grab
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| Soon as I came down weigh pounds
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| Hitting up the same town lay down
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| By any means, AM track, Peter Pan
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| Greyhound made round
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| I’ll sold it anywhere
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| Walmart, project building, playground
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| I’ll be everywhere
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| West, Midwest, up North, way down
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| But you will respect me, still protects me
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| Still come check me, no wholesale
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| You can’t dissect me or redirect me
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| Don’t talk directly or no sale
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| Let us know cooking low I don’t need consignment
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| I’m going dime after dime
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| Corner stoops get the coupes yellow bones piling
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| I’m going dime after dime
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| Yeah, the fiends gon' be waiting
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| Dime after dime
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| The fiends gon' be waiting
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| Dime after dime |