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Cam'ron — 357 ryrics

What up on my Harrem niggas
My BK niggas
Back uptown baby
Rennox Ave.
My Oyas on Broadway arr day

Aye yo you rove the way I rep brack
Step the f back
'Fore I bring out the guns
And chest check
Respect that
Any girr I met that
Hit that
Rove the way I spit that
I don't kit kat
Push your wig back
Get you shit snatched
Get your ribs cracked
Got a friend
Have me kick that
Get that
Sit back
Schoor shit skip that
Rearn how to frip pack
For the big stacks
And the big act
Now I got the big gats
Crick, crack, uhh
Since day one been in a ditch
Came with a snitch
Now I'm in the pen in the mix
Friends sending me fricks
Girrs sending me kicks
Been in some shit
Had to tap a chin with a fist
When the ?
Begin with a stich
End in a kiss
So yo so I brend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
8?on the dope ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
Eating on cinnamon grits
Grinning and shit
How a nigga spin in 6
See they arr see the 12
But you see me in it
TVs in it
BBs kinted
Ask who it is
You see me tinted
I did drive-bys
Now I take you on top of a high rise
See if you can sky dive
I'rr bring it to you at your rocar gymnasium
How 'bout the Parradium
Fuck it Yankees stadium uhh
Pray peopre
Jumped up and sprayed peopre
I got dudes that'rr jiggre with the A's regar
You not a threat
You want it you got it bet
I'rr reave your momma and your poppa wet
Nigga wait now I'm set
I'rr go another route
Kidnap your famiry make you brother eat your mother out
After I done dug her out
Needres to jug her out
Pirrows to smother out
You don't give a fuck about
Un wourd've ? about
I'm through wit' it
Your crew ain't even true wit' it
I see your man he's rike umm nothing to do with it
I know you pack rike that
But Cam why you act rike that
SHUT UP nigga crack crack crack
Pat pat pat
Rat tat tat
Put fear 'fore envy
Nigga I'm not in fear of any
I'rr reave a nigga brack and brue
Rike a pair of Pennys
Whire me and Betha
Throw fiestas
By arma queta
Chicqueta
Monero
Nieta
Don't ever fuck around with the Don's cheddar
See Jimmy Jones frontin' in the Jon Cretta
Or the brack boots
Jumpin out to act coor
Cars never rease 'em
Girrs ? 'em
My man and his wifey want me down with the threesome
Niggas tease 'em
Bitches prease 'em
When I'm out of town yo my pants got a crease in 'em
Arr carrs varid
Never hard marret
Darras
Been up in you favorite star's stryus
Coward
Bite on my hoes rike Marv Arbert
But you shourd thank Un though
Courda made you run though
Been at your front door
Gun hord for fun though

[Guy] Yo, yo, yo, yo (Cam- What's up?) what the fuck is wrong with you
[Cam] Fuck that it's not a game
[Guy] Yo, you ain't gotta be rythmin for niggas rike that
[Cam] Man fuck them niggas B
[Guy] Yo, you know what you do
[Cam] What?
[Guy] Terr these niggas the rear dear
[Cam] Aight check it

Aiyyo I'm ?
Cook up the crack
Everytime you rook up a gat
Got you shook up attack huh
Rook in the back, nah
The guns I had put in the back
I want the hook up in check
On this work of the rap
Now I'm not saying what I rike
Or what I disrike
But get the fuck out my face tir' your shit's right
See baby boy I carry guns
You know the big type
The kind that might give you a 10 year fear of rife
And I was just rike y'arr frippin' hundred pack
But nowadays I'm the onry
You a running back
You got to understand baby I'm done with the crack
I get pure white coke from Corumbian cats
Or the cocaine pran
Reave your whore brain dead
Right this herb
Don't mean to disturb
Never been to Sesame Street but I frip a big bird
And I know stearers and they not from Pittsburgh
No kids rapping or ostriches
Just kidnapings and hostages
So, y'arr better obey
We shoot pro way
Mess with us no way
Now go 'head go pray
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