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Yo, I'm doing this one for the streets To them bitches on the watch niggaz on the block You know, for the hood, this one's for the hood[Verse 1:]Yo, yo Tell me what you see Takin' over me Nothing but the greed It's all that I need now Chasin' after green Do this music thing Got to be stingy No one's takin' me down Once I'm on the top I bet that I won't flop Your girl is gonna knock To the next century now Believe that I'll go pop Country or go rock R&b hip hop It's all lumidee style I know you're feelin' it uh uh She killin' it I know you're feelin' it uh uh She killin' it It ain't no winnin when you play against me nah It ain't no winnin when you play against me[German Rap by Cool Savas]I know you're feelin' it uh uh She killin' it I know you're feelin' it uh uh She killin' it It ain't no winnin when you play against me nah It ain't no winnin when you play against me Nooo[Rap:]Now stop, look, listen, invision Me switchin up my style the talents' just a given Ain't never heard no shit like this cause I designed it (come on)Steppin' up their game upgraded to the finest Who gives a fuck if bitches on the block don't feel me Them be the same hos lookin for a sitter for the show (mommy where you going?)Fuck them all though (why?)Cause they good for nothing But if my niggaz need some blow bet they good for something I got goals to reach plus foes to beat So believe I'm more tha focused when I roam the street I got a mike and a dream and a fuckin tight team And who the fuck can stop us with the right amount of cream Yeah I'm nothing but trouble better find me a muzzle I'm about to lock and hold keep it tight like a huddle So harlem stand up Young'n pull your pants up Cause the girls on her grind And I got my plans up Fuckin bitches could'nttouch this Let alone crush it So stay in your place while I'm building up my budget I had to rush it cause time is money And I don't play too many games Don't come at me funny So to the haters don't waste your time If you don't like the way I sing then you feelin my rhymes Don't think the flow is tight but the girl can write Don't fit up I the booth jump out produce So who's the truth (come on man)Believe it's me The girls all need necessity and luxury So just bop ya head to this Feel it to the fullest If you don't (pop pop)Believe it you go feel it through them bullets Ahahaha uhhh You better start takin me serious for real This ain't no part time shit I live this shit everyday, all day Straightface
