[Verse 1 : N.O.R.E.]
I used to cook it by the stove wearing a white robe
Green money that'll fold, crack sales had slowed
I was told hoes exposed stay on their toes
Drug dealer money froze, stashed right in his nose
Shot friends that was bros, crossed the street code
Opportunist, yeah we're cool but ain't the newest
Dropped out of school but knew I should've pursued this
Action affirmative, observative
You vs me, that's cool we call it murder biz
So tell 'em what it's supposed to be
You can't front on me gripping on rosary
Yeah... you see our actions is backed off
When we back off we let that mac off
Tell them niggas vamous and watch 'em back off
[Verse 2 : Royal Flush]
I'm always in the trap getting packs off
I got tonnes of the coke, you selling bath salts
Come through in a Porsche with a bad broad
'Cause every time I get dressed I rip tags off
The type of bitches that I fuck you need a passport
'Cause you the broke niggas saying it's your man fault
But that's what happens when you running for a hand off
You keep it real when you visit niggas up north
Me and N.O.R.E. getting high in a G4
Your wife say it's work, it's really just a day off
I'm a boss in these streets, you getting laid off
And the jewellery on my neck, you thought I play ball
Look you in your face nigga, who's soft?
Coke get delivered on a U-Haul
You got famous getting smacked on World Star
Nigga that's your girl car
Nigga that's your girl house
And I can make this bitch kick you the fuck out
I used to cook it by the stove wearing a white robe
Green money that'll fold, crack sales had slowed
I was told hoes exposed stay on their toes
Drug dealer money froze, stashed right in his nose
Shot friends that was bros, crossed the street code
Opportunist, yeah we're cool but ain't the newest
Dropped out of school but knew I should've pursued this
Action affirmative, observative
You vs me, that's cool we call it murder biz
So tell 'em what it's supposed to be
You can't front on me gripping on rosary
Yeah... you see our actions is backed off
When we back off we let that mac off
Tell them niggas vamous and watch 'em back off
[Verse 2 : Royal Flush]
I'm always in the trap getting packs off
I got tonnes of the coke, you selling bath salts
Come through in a Porsche with a bad broad
'Cause every time I get dressed I rip tags off
The type of bitches that I fuck you need a passport
'Cause you the broke niggas saying it's your man fault
But that's what happens when you running for a hand off
You keep it real when you visit niggas up north
Me and N.O.R.E. getting high in a G4
Your wife say it's work, it's really just a day off
I'm a boss in these streets, you getting laid off
And the jewellery on my neck, you thought I play ball
Look you in your face nigga, who's soft?
Coke get delivered on a U-Haul
You got famous getting smacked on World Star
Nigga that's your girl car
Nigga that's your girl house
And I can make this bitch kick you the fuck out
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