| Roc-a-fella once again, yeah
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| What… this is diamonds in da ruff yall, haha
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| We drop this song, yall didn’t hear us before
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| Know what i mean, but
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| Yall gonna hear us now
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| Aiyyo,
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| Rebels my name
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| You see me phat farm, tim’s all gemed up Play hero and ninja like a pretzel
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| You get all bent up Nobodys gonna hold me down
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| Nobodys gonna slow me down
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| All she be like straw house, nigga and just blow me down
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| >from harlem a.k.a. bangladesh, shock 'em down
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| Thang thang
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| Make it sound like shitty bang bang
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| You still think im gonna choke the opposite of jay-z and jermaine
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| Except im a rebel, on another level
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| Where money mean everything
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| Talk to me No they aint ready to talk to you
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| Im gonna let these cats know man
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| Yo, listen here
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| I flow with fo fo guys
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| Haten po po spies
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| Relay on movin home grown pies
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| Rather dies than to see it Mo’poties
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| I see my people shy
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| They will be knock
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| Whoever look through that pee holes blind
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| Smashing everything from the game
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| To that freak hoes fives
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| Shake life
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| Must be crack cause it grows most wise
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| And losers finally quote to see a cat like me, cold shine
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| Every night up in the down
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| Just to kill mo’timers
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| Bout time you let me play
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| Got more game than ea Used to take goldeen trips to pa We need a Now on the way to the top it never stop
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| Catch me in every block with a rock
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| Eatin my way and its still just cocked
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| Ready to pop, now whos the fooler
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| Think im uhs cause im cuter
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| Be the same on in the cooler with the hole in the midula
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| I used to take twenties and buddha, to the face
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| Till i caught that case with george, on my waist
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| Now b.o.
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| Trying to violate if i get a taste
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| Feel me?
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| Im just like you
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| Want beef, i’ll bust like you
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| Need to bust just like you, only trust my crew
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| Diamonds in da ruff
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| Aiyyo, whatever you all want to do yall do it, bring it man, dont talk
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| To me, run at me
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| I can see its alot of yall goons
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| That dont want to see me get no riches
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| All im gonna do is rip the shows, get the hoes, and take your bitches
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| Nigga, you aint gotta like me Front, then you gotta fight me I dont play fair
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| I play to win and my crew is like me Im from spanish harlem
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| 1st ave. |
| to be exact
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| 11−9-9, you niggas gotta problem wit that
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| Know from eastend to riverside and fineas dieon
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| Bring the war without the wip like dieon
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| Im gonna see 'em
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| Im gonna respect something that is important to me Aint nobody you know livin’that ever extorted me My fam i’d die for, cry for, lie for
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| Take a knife in the eye for
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| Nigga, im a suvivour in the bx, rep my lenox
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| To 241st and whiteplains
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| Smack you like a parker brother
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| Fathers hit your light game
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| And i just came in To let yall niggas know
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| Bout a diamond in da ruff
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| And i still need the dough, nigga
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| Nigga jumps across the webs, the wilson, grand jev, metro long, polo
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| Grounds, saint knick, manhatten and we run new york
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| Yall want to know my style basically
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| Im a thorough nigga named b. |
| bubblin
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| Not that cats you want trouble with
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| And i demand respect
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| Change the harlem vet. |
| from foster, lincoln, whillen projects across
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| 110th
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| To the depth witty, f had the west indies
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| Im odin it right so my chicken head dog can rest with me Most cats is unworthy
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| And you can find me if you wanted to on 1st ave.
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| In gold tim’s and yankee jersey
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| What what what what (fading) |