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MBL Leek this with uh streams I show speed Bring the club To the block When East Is in the house Where the party At Deep wit the Mobb America’s Most classy Rised in the hood My part of town It’s not where you from It’s where at Know how the act Turn the volume Tap dance on the beat For ladies Take out my braids They all wanting My Afro deseract Opp out UK We they ones created told that game Why the dog Chase the cat Push lands Long hair Don’t care Head all in my lap 666 c-low Shooting trips Mic blue steel Hellow the name Aim Bullet you back Back to the future I’m doing my Numbers No craps Own uh city out in Russia no lies No lack Free style on a CB HIGHways Mac trucker Cut lines How we birth the culture For many years With No feed back Pause take shell Before you take uh hike Don’t believe The hype This not my best Yet Autreee Pause this only Uh tease Party and watch Different state Another country Know how to stop Ya clock Why when if The only man To Walk on moon Billie Jean Selling Millie Wop MBL Santana fox Doing the rakim Kicking over the tv Boombox Pocket full of stones Now all do Ice my rocks Mentally slap boxing with books Of knowledge Started from nothing Then I cook it up until it locked I’ll rather pump up the party Then scope on the sun And mop Cake bake I flipped from uh lemon Lime Take my shit Or bought Cross roads Skip the line Grime to grams Triple work Because most Will never have the life I Have So I realized The grind