Shanghai Cam'ron

[Cam'ron]
Shut the fuck up punk!
You fuckin' faggot! I'm tired of this shit!
You feel sorry for who?

Gave you head before I stormed in
And the problem..muthafucka yo I want in!
Oh I play to win!
Every mornin
I'm yawnin
While y'all are born in and sworn in, In the store you fake bringing the corn in...
Meat, rice, and poultry
I know how you get your money
Don't insult me
Shutup
For me not steppin
You can fault me
Yeah, I chilled
But we are about to split this muthafucka
Like SugarHill
Oh your man
He thinks he's wise
Tell him chill
He ain't the only one with chinky eyes
Yo, I relate to him
And I'll put eight through him
When I skate to him
And my co-d
I don't think you know whats taped to him
But think Oklahoma
I'll have this whole fuckin store with that smoke aroma
And yo, your wife keeps twitchin
Than we both can bone her
Real quick, real sick
Pull out dick
Nigga go on and rip
I'll turn this whole fucking clip into some O-Dogg shit
Close that gate
It's time to negotiate
Now your store...kills em! It fulfills your needs... you got Now and Laters...Seeds... nigga Lee Dungarees
We in the middle of Harlem
What we need for them ski's
That's the coverup nigga
For the weed, guns, and keys
No its no time to cry yo... yall getting live yo..
I just wanna get paid off, nigga
Like five-0