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Yeah yeah (What it look like Clue?) Fresh off the hiatus (Brooklyn what it look like baby?) Hi haters (Throw dirt on my shoulders like I'm dead) Street Fiddadidadam I got my.. Street Fiddadidadam Got my.. Street Fiddadidadam I got my.. Street Fiddadidadam Its the capital L-capital O- capital S- capital O- Lets go Lets go Lets go [Verse: Fabolous] I got a swag like the hustlers from Harlem had I'm blowin' on a drag like Marley had The bitches that I bag be Barbie bad Not to exag The brains like a Harvard grad You can't rob him Unless you got a Carbon Mag SongtexteIts not a problem Puttin' you in a garbage bag Try to bob him Just like you Marvin Hagg You can't mob him Unless its for a autograph I ought to laugh Like ha ha ha ha I'm in a Jay-Z edition Otto ma ha ha ha New Blue Yankee Rich Yung long John Red Monkey Jeans this shit from Hong Kong I'm long gone [Fabolous:] Clue let a nigga get his breath man Yeah What it look like Brooklyn? I got some bars for ya I got the finance to crush him 5 grand to hush him Niggas talk the shit its my chance to flush him My fans'll brush him My mans'll rush him Imagine if I would've used my hands to touch him Who want it with I You run with the guy Thats like suicide you wanted to die Two gun if you lie Few done it like I Its three to look at the coupe its two hundred to buy Yeah I'm big with the bittys Do it big in the city Without Jigga or Fitty Or Biggie or Diddy I show niggas no pity Just figure they dritty Send sac with the forty made me way with the fitty They'll be gunnin' and buckin' You'll be runnin' and duckin' Hopin' none of 'em get ya Its like dope when it hit ya With the scope I'm a split ya Send the pope to be with ya Still you'll need doctors to open and stitch ya Its ya boy Aus Songtexte Mania