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[Intro: Jim Jones] Dipset, Dipset, Bryd Gang, nigga You know how we do it Jim Jones, capo status ([?] [?] roll that shit) Tap dancing on Liva (Light that shit) We give a fuck about Na-sah, nigga We's pushin' the limit, uh [Verse 1: Jim Jones & N.O.R.E.] Man, I don' crossed the line (Yeah) Fuckin' [?] [?] the [?] (Errrr) Man, I see po-nines (Errrr) speeding in this Porsche 9 (Yeah) We some media babies (Yeah) Hoes see us, go brazy (Woah) Please believe that we [?] (Yep) In every bit of our ways (Why?) From the way that we dress (What else?) Everyday stay fresh (Wooo) You drooling girl, please babe get your brеath (Uh) You ain't made for this yet (Nope) Wе put lazs on techs (Errrr) And we roll in new coupes (Errrr) Like we Bo in [?] [?] While we blowin' the [?] (Yeah) They say we totally loose (Why?) Cause they know we stay mobbin' (Okay) And we approach all our problems (Yea) Still post up in Harlem (Errrr) Move coke while it's hardened (Errrr) Give a toast to my squadron, we don' made it y'all (Yeah) Yeah we did it from nothin' (Uh-huh) Man, we get it no bluffing (Yep) No bullshit and no stuntin', we the greatest ya'll (Errrr) Now what's gonna stop us? (Nothin') (What?) Not even the coppers (Fuck 'em) (Yeah) I seen them fiending to pop us, we got Vs and [?] (Yea) [Chorus: N.O.R.E. & [?]] Nigga you want none (What!) Your homies want none (What!) Ya niggas want none Find yourself shot in your truck Nigga you want none (What!) Your homies want none (What!) Ya niggas want none Find yourself (Uh, geah) shot the fuck up [Verse 2: Jim Jones & N.O.R.E.] And we in great shape (Yeah) Cause we don' raped states (Yeah) [?] Killa said, he took the great lakes (That's ours) Shouts to the Midwest (East) Shouts to the gun cartel (Eastside) They still dump [?] That's no fun in jail (Errrr) I stay sitting down (Yeah) Moving bricks and pounds (Got weight) Plus that beef came I spray fiddy rounds (Errrr) Point blanks at Teterboro Point blank, we so thoro (Yeah) Blow dank and breach through borough Plus I plays in Brooklyn (Uh-huh) Yeah way in Brooklyn I'm talkin' [?] (The Stuy) My dogs bark with shawty (Yeah) And they'll chop ya body (Blatt) Set town is ours (Harlem) Back down you cowards ([?]) Blat 'round you cowards, (Harlem) leave crack around them [?] (Yeah) That's when the rucker start (Uh) Shit, when the rucker start (Uh) Early Summer time, word, (Yeah) Dips is fronting time (Errrr) I'm talking [?] elevens (What?) Beef, engines, cars we revving (Yeah) On big body setters, Dipset, fuck 'em, fuck (Errrr) [Chorus: N.O.R.E. & [?]] Nigga you want none (What!) Your homies want none (What!) Ya niggas want none Find yourself shot in your truck Nigga you want none (What!) Your homies want none (What!) Ya niggas want none Find yourself shot the fuck up [Interlude: N.O.R.E. & Jim Jones] Ayo Bryd Gang what's up? (Yea) It's ya boy N.O. from Militainment [?] We doin' what the fuck we gotta do Jim Jones you been comin' for a long time It's time for you to come on these niggas and smack (Yea!) the shit out these niggas, man (Dipset, nigga) Step to the motherfucking mic, (Let's ride, nigga) nigga (Nah sa mean, ya heard) [Verse 3: Jim Jones & N.O.R.E.] This how gangstas do it (Blat) Stop the [?] and shoot (Stop it) Blow danks, they [?] ([?]) Know your rank is [?] (Errrr) Bout your [?] system (Errrr) Fuck them birds, we diss 'em (Yeah) We ride birds and ship 'em (Yeah) To the suburbs and get 'em ([?]) I ain't pimpin' [?] (Yeah) But I got bitches though ([?]) Most of them get the dough Most of is bricks they sold (Uh) Or it's dicks they suck (Yep) Whatever to get that buck (Get it) Then give it all to daddy (Yea) Bout to white wall my Caddy (Get it) I'ma [?] [?] (Errrr) Stay so fresh and so clean (Errrr) I spend a straight G [?] And that's just on my jeans (Yea) I will press on your team (Yea) Yeah, Braveheart (What?) Nigga, we brake hearts ([?]) Y'all like hoe sluts (Errrrr) More and more like hoe sluts (Fag!) And you'll get touched bad (Pussy) Or you'll get fucked, fag (Rider) Ain't you heard we bust mags? (Dipset) Capo (Yo) and [?], nigga (Yeah) (What) Capo and [?], nigga (Yeah) Starting your war, send troops to your block like what [Chorus: N.O.R.E., [?] & Jim Jones] Nigga you want none (What!) (Ghea) Your homies want none (What!) (Rider) Ya niggas want none Find yourself shot in your truck Nigga you want none (What!) Your homies want none (What!) Ya niggas want none Find yourself shot the fuck up [Outro: Jim Jones] Yea Find yourself popped up, nigga Shouts to N.O., his whole [?], na sa mean, ya heard Jim Jones, capo status, kufi smacker, shouts to Killa Da Don, Juelz Santana, free Freaky Zekey, free Hell Rell, Dipset, riders, Bryd Gang, g's up, hoes down, you know how we ride, cake-oholic, East side, all the time