Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit
I am the hardest in the market
I'm open to the market
Rack, rack city shit
Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall
Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all
Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
Until he sell his own cd's at the market
And i be with p, so i got bbc shit
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve
Because its a growing job market and i like computers
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit
But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that
You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.
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