The Best
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Yeah uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah Yes! G-you-why and I Gotta get a piece of this pie Gonna take you on a high Do or die Are you with it? 'Cause you can be the one who can get it And if I get money we can split it If I gave you my life would you live it Would you fit it? Now who want to be the freeloader Who want to be the shareholder Who's gonna be the downloaders When I download the shit on the block All consumers just be ready to cop 'Cause I'm ready to drop, shit be fifty a pop You better let me know if you want it or not Yo it's gonna be gone by the end of the day 'Cause shit from Y2K We're talking 'bout the best Take it to the wild, wild West Talking about the dirty south That's what I'm all about, no doubt Take it to the East You gotta go fast in the streets 'Cause I'm living in the belly of the beast I'm just trying to live in peace, roll out Now we're rolling on the South side With my true playas this is from the East side Got my shorties in the back Got my niggaz in the front And my fifteen inch rims on my hoo ride Now who rides, rolling through the ATL so don't trip Plus you're about to get yourself in some shit And you know we got your back All the clubs are pack from front to back, the girls are phat Booty banging like a Buddha sack And when you're living in the ghetto You gotta know when to let go How to hold every dice roll Or your platinum from your white gold Plus the price is on your soul And everyday's in vain Shooting you're luck like a monopoly game And everybody's looking for the fortune and fame That's the name of this thang Only the best like pushing black Bentley coupes You ain't the best so that just can't be you Only the best like coppin' a platinum piece You ain't the best nigga shit cheap Me, toxic, I split vintage Everything you talk you know we been did You kick one rap and you all winded Your career real quick started and ended We the elite means we the top of the line Means we go straight in while you stopping in the line Means I don't give a f*ck what you got in your rhymes Means y'all get to going when I'm cocking my nine When Teddy told me the cost, shit hit me hard Pay me how many thousands for sixteen bars? You wiling, you gon' regret that you started this mess Got two g but will never be part of the best Just trying to live in peace yeah, yeah
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Written by: Aaron Robin Hall, Albert Charles, Andrew Noland, Damion Hall, Edward Theodore Riley, Gregory Allen Webster, Juan Manuel Cordova, Leroy Bonner, Marshall Eugene Jones, Marvin R Pierce, Norman Bruce Napier, Ralph Middlebrooks, Tijuan T. Frampton, Walter Junie Morrison
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