| I never change, this is Jay
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| I am a, Roc representer
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| Hov', summer to winter, Hov', dead or alive
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| Twenty-four/seven, three-sixty-five
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| One CD or three-hundred and sixty pies
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| Whassup to E and Kirk? |
| Welcome home to Taj
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| Let no amount of money ruin this thing of ours
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| We run streets like drunks run street lights
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| We collidin with life as we speak
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| We knee deep in coke, we ki deep in ice
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| We flood streets with dope, we keep weed to smoke
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| We all fish, better teach your folk
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| Give him money to eat, then next week he’s broke
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| Cause when you sleep, he’s reachin for your throat
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| Word on the skreet, you reap what you sew
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| Not out of fear but love, love for the game
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| Roc family first, we never change mayn
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| I’m still fuckin with crime cause crime pays
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| Out hustlin, same clothes for days
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| I never change, I’m too stuck in my ways, I never change
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| Who you know like Hov'?
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| I’m still fuckin with crime cause crime pays
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| Out hustlin, same clothes for days
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| I never change, I’m too stuck in my ways, I never change
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| What’s up to my Miami and St. Thomas connects (whattup)
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| I’ll never mention your name, I promise respect
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| Death before dishonor correct? |
| — Yup
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| That’s what you promised me, since the (?)lee
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| Along with, if we stay strong
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| We can get paper longer than Pittman’s arms
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| Plead the fifth when it comes to the fam
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| I’m like a dog — I never speak, but I understand
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| Where my dogs at? |
| Where my soldiers at war?
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| Where your bars at? |
| Whoa, gotta pause that — whoa
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| Lost 92 bricks had to fall back
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| Knocked a nigga off his feet, but I crawled back
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| Had A-1 credit, got more crack
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| From the first to the fifth, gave it all back
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| If, I’m not a hustler what you call that?
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| This is before rap, this is all fact
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| I never change
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| What, the streets robbed me, wasn’t educated properly
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| Well fuck y’all, I needed money for Atari
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| Was so young my big sis’still playin with Barbie
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| Young brother, big city, eight million stories
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| Old heads taught me, yung’un, walk softly
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| Carry a big clip, that’ll get niggaz off me Keep coke in coffee, keep money smellin mothy
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| Change is cool to cop but more important is lawyer fees
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| (Uhh) That’s how it is now (uhh) that’s how it always be
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| (Uhh) I never change, this is always me From the womb to the tomb, from now until my doom
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| Drink army from one cup pass it around the room (That's a family nigga)
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| That’s the ritual (yup) Big Ran, I ain’t forget you fool
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| And all that bullshit you tryin to get through
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| This is crew love, move music or move drugs
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| Rival crews get your black suits up — I never change
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| This is Jay, everyday
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| Who you know like Hov', nigga? |