Shanghai - Cam'ron
[Cam'ron]
Shut the f_ck up punk!
Give me that sh_t!
You feel sorry for who!!
Gave you head before I stormed in
Muthaf_cka, any problem yo I want in
I'm here to win
Every mornin
I'm yawnin
While ya'll are boardin
The store and showin that you're fake bringin some corn in
Meat, rice, and poultry
We all know how you get your money
Don't insult me
Shutup
For me not steppin
You can fault me
Yeah, I chill
But we are about to split this muthaf_cka
Like SugarHill
See your man
He thinks he's wise
Tell him chill
He ain't the only one with chinky eyes
Yo, I'm related to him
And I'll put eight through him
When I skate though him
And my co-d
I don't think you know is take to him
And before it's over
I'll have this whole f_ckin store with that smoke aroma
And yo, your wife keeps twitchin
Than we both can bone her
Real quick, real sick
Pull out d_ck
Then n_gga go on and riff
I'll have this whole f_ckin clip
On some raw dog sh_t
Close that gate
It's time to negotiate
Now your store really could fulfill my needs
Got now and later seeds
N_ggas need dungarees
We in the middle of Harlem
What we need for them ski's
That's the coverup n_gga
For the weed, guns, and keys
But ya'll is gettin live though
I ain't gonna cry yo
I just wanna get paid off, n_gga
Like five-0
[Chorus - 2x's]
In America the product is coke and weed
In China, the product is dope and speed
The Columbians got the coca leaves
But in Harlem, n_ggas like to Plot and Scheme
[Cam'ron]
Now your store grose
A mil' a week
And my n_ggas on the block
Yo, we feel is sweet
But we been livin here forever
Can you feel our beat
So give us half
Or I guarantee baby
You gonna feel the heat
And I'm a little bit high
Save a little and you die
Send a blizzard through your store
In the middle of July
So if you wanna chat
We can
If you wanna scrap
We can
But I feel like Jackie Chan
Exactly man
Kong Fu
Murder thoughts like John Woo
I'm here for Bi
Not to con you
Now it's a done deal yo
There ain't no bluffin kid
And tell your wife don't move
I know where that b_tton is
Yo, I would hate to have to bust her
That's petty black
Matter of fact get out the way
I know where that maschetti at
Give me that
Blamm!!!
That's when the chink goes flip
Then grabs me like Spock
On some Bruce Lee sh_t
And his wife had a grenade
That's when my n_ggas sprayed
And in a puddle of blood
Is where that b_tch laid
But this ain't have to happen yo
Man you see the weed for real
N_gga let me go!
Back up off me!
Damn that was a close one
Next time, your ass gonna play Bruce son
That's Word to mutha!
You don't know how deep we are
Give them them tapes
Ya'll got VCR's
Yeah, three of 'em
But back to the topic
My deal to the floor
In a week
I can bring about 10 thou to the store
Yeah, I know I know I know
That's not near to what your crew had
But we doin this together
N_gga that's too bad
Now here's the deal either take it or leave it
Cause see these guns
We can take it or squeeze it
Now everything is set up
Right?
I got some girls that will be here sometime tonight
You know meya, the n_gga wit China white
They got some sh_t that will f_ck around and blind your sight
They kind of tight
Now if I here things behind the hype
I'll put a contract on your life
And you sign it right
The first day
So have my money Thursday
Cause I don't want to have to see your ass n_gga on herse day
In the worst way
[Chorus]
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