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On the, on the, on the, yo on the low know what I`m sayin`It`s a pledge of allegiance to the cowboysI`ma hold it down for my man Sadat and everyone on this Earth manFor real, just order this know what I mean hold it, yo hold itYo I`d like to talk about, yo check it[Hook x2]He went from block to block, rocks to copSmokin` on the low, up the nose with the blowSpeedin` bleedin` sucker for a hitAnd everybody know him as that fiended out kid[Verse 1]Ya like the style, raise ya hand for FidelHey you smiled, bust jingles, smokin` woolly with the land ladyOn foresee and the Internet, imminentBoth of y`all are smokers but not heavy smokersJust weekend fiends, you both share some cokeThere`s always a lot of action in your part of ManhattanYou choose to lose your status at the J-OAnd be off the payroll with the quickestYa thinkin` about the thickest actin` like the slickestI`m cooler than twelve, ya got to feed yourselfI got the urge, once was a college boyWill now destroy and employ Lil` Lloyd, for the SummerHey ain`t he the stunner with the dirty ass curvyWho be comin` down from BedfordLookin` like Robert RedfordActin` jakey makin` whole ville and old feelCash for carry, now he`s burying, for crack head marryingWho could damn well be carrying some oh shitAnd around these parts there`s a lot of walkin` deadBut never you dread with the family carYou be walkin` too far without puttin` on a barYeah ya be all that and stay the corporate starBut walkin` these blocks niggas see ya as the manWith ya gold car, keep the pipelines openYa only hopin` that ya heart don`t bustWho can ya trust in the land of lust[Hook x2][Verse 2]I can change up like the wind with my official menI`m younger than the old boys but then younger than the old jacksThen everybody once or twice for that matterAll chain gang, all pieces for doliI remain solely as the untraceableI hate to face my outlaws if I can`t feed em`Cause y`all know I need em` when the ol` bell ringsHate to meet eight kings, give em` the finestLet`s spend some plastic and live in print, make the mintAnd cool out and never rule out[Verse 3]Get the women and kids and grab ol` dadI`` never let it get that bad to where I lose all the shit I hadMet the wild, wild one, them niggas is dead and doneMemories like fleas, when we was still wearin` Lee`sBuck, burnin` hide on a weak nigga`s backFor actin` like that, yo for actin` like that[Hook x4][Various ad-libs]

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