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(feat. Polite, Ghostface Killah, Raekwon) [Chorus: Boy Big (Polite)] Bare with me, don't turn against me What I mean is that I'm caught up in the Conflict of Love Bare with me, don't turn against me I'm just a baller, some call it the life of a thug [Polite:] Yo, yo, aiyo, I play the block like I'm homeless Bold in the the fourth corners, strong, I think I'm in the zone bitch I might embarass you, want me out my character Mommy I ain't mad at ya, you said I'm too gangster Yo understand why I do what I do Understand why I move when I move Could of had anybody in this world but I'm fuckin' with you Ma' respect how I hustle and move Listen shorty it's simple, "I don't love you, I like you I don't wanna fuck you or pipe you and I don't wanna wife you I got a wife at home, and if she find out A nigga fouled up shorty she gon' wild out She liable to flip, liable to punch holes in the whip Take me to court, sue me for half my shit And listen shorty I don't need the drama Slay be the king at that", who be the King of Rap? I guess we soon to see Songtexte [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah:] Before I start it let me pop my collar If you ain't feelin' how I move baby dial 1-800 then holler I'll chill for a minute, get morge for my music Write more initially, blow as I intended I lace you with a bank account Bill Gated up Drop wallets in that Cuban shit, raise it up Ghost Ben Javer, Toney Starks stayed Still it's not enough for all the love I gave And all the bitches that be fiendin' The meanin' is crawl right between 'em Do nasty things, be mean to 'em, without even G'en them I asked the father to forgive me, right before I put the key in him And now I feel guilty, it's only you and that's why I feel guilty My Clan be tellin' me that you gon' kill me Fuck it, I'll buy you a fur, feel me? [Chorus] [Boy Big:] Remember this very night you said "hold on" Hold on, hold on Straighten up your face, don't turn the other way Be strong heyaayayaayay [Raekwon:] Yo, hey you'se a snotty little arrogant bitch, ain't you? Relax big head I'm not Bird Man, lower that, thank you I'm money, the ring that I copped you was to spot you yo I'm helpin' your mother, just chill out, I got you You could say "life is a hoax", picture me fallin' back bein' broke I'd rather be woke, and I'd rather be buyin' a boat Livin' like two rich African people flyin' in dope Now if money gon' get us in trouble You better chill out now, and have you a drink and order me a double And I'm still gonna look out And you can walk on the 95, frontin' with your cheap pocket book out Break out [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania