[Cam Ron] How y all doin out there? I wanna welcome y all back Welcome some of y all for the first time
huh? Killa We did it again
y all don t wit us Suck a dick man
aiyyo Jones
what s good? Santana
Freaky
they gonna be mad this time
huh? Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house Harlem
you know what it is
what s good? [Kay Slay] You know how we get down
East side
El BARRIO [Cam Ron] El Barrio up in this bitch
aiyyo Kay This bitch blowing up my mother in phone right now Man
hold up
hol
yo man [Kay Slay] Yo son [Cam Ron] What s good? [Kay Slay] I gotta tell you like my dog told me When you meet a chick
you gotsta straight slap her [Cam Ron] Slap her? [Kay Slay] Yeah
when you first meet her
just slap her [Cam Ron] Off the bat? [Kay Slay] Off the bat
just backhand her [Cam Ron] Why s that
though? [Kay Slay] Cause later on down the line You ain t never gotsta to worry about That chick telling you -- "Cam
you don t treat me the way you used to" [Cam Ron] [Laughing] That s what I m sayin nigga But see the thing is with me I don t understand how a bitch can go out Rain
sleet
snow
suck whoever And then go give another nigga her ing money Knawmean? [Kay Slay] Nah Cam
you gotta understand That s cause ya game is tight [Cam Ron] Oh
nah
not me Ka
I m talking about another nigga I know my game is tight
nigga
knowhaImean? We getting ready set the off Jones
where we at
huh? Harlem
harlem
harlem
[Verse] Yo
yo
I advise you to step son For I ya moms
make you my step son Y all be calling me daddy
cause The "Rag Muffin" y all soon say Y all around with brother "Num-say" Y all gonna see doomsday I m a savage but colder Now I rock karrots that I m older See this parrot on my shoulder? He do the talking
I ain t concerned with words Act up
and be returned to the birds I return with them birds
any 28 grams A bitch that I touch
pretty much turns to birds I be in Miami
Bow-Ca-Baton
pokin ya moms Hauntin ya aunt
all over the dawn Using a dope then I m gone back Cobacabana
no joke I m bananas Cops come for dope it s a damper I m low in Atlanta
get hot
go to Savana Rush the crib
go in the hampter Don t follow me
"Stan-a" If you do
I m blowin the hammer That ll rip that vest apart
hit ya chest and heart I ain t finished
that s just the start You ll be calling for back up
praying for help my life
I m taking myself All the achin I felt In my crib at night
praying for wealth Bitches dissin "What s the problem ma? I ain t ballin?" Now every ten minutes
hos prank callin [Kay Slay] Yo Cam
all this rap shit
man Let s get down to business
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