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Double Up (Featuring Juelz)

Yo why'all niggaz wit the muscle why'all get clapped in the tussle

I'm a hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle

Show a nigga know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem

Since rich and poor, you don't know, get to know

Ain't takin shit to left, jimmy jones rock and jock

Right back to the block and cock, it ain't hop and scotch

It's pop and scotch, in a bar they go shot for shot,

Matter of fact, outside the bar they go shot for shotMe and my codie on a o-z, we go rock for rock,

Me and my codie on a role we go rock for rock,

You souped up, think I'm easy to touch,

Then you been watchin' a little bit of TV, too much,

Lots of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of times

On the corner still, like I ain't got a dime

Autographs not the kind to be signin' the crap,

Here's a CD, slash here's a dime of that crack[Chorus]

Nigga double up, keep all guns double clutch,

Shoot at yo feet, make you jump like double dutch,

New york baby, for you matchbox nigga'z

Take away the french fry, snack box niggazI know lookin' at my jewelry is scarrin' yo brain

Not to mention Jada Pinkett over parkin' the range

(Yo that's will smith girl) naw she's part of my chain

Pardon my game, car gettin' washed in the rain

Runnin' yo trap, that'll get you one in yo back

The hood that I had, had to take the good with the bad

Like Joe on the run, put his fuckin' P.O it's done

Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the guns

Word to the wise, killa cam, I heard of them guys

Diplomat, crisp black, yo convertible fives

Rims on the wheel, to drive down shows in the south

Rap ain't that great neither, I got coke to give out

Stroke to give out, motherfuckin' smoke to give out

Hoes to give out, naw we ain't over this route

Back on the street, jimmy get the crack on the street

Tour over motherfucka let's get back on our feet[Chorus: x2]Ay yo it's un bitch shh, it's un bitch

CEO joint bitches, punk bitches

I'm a let you know so you get it right

I don't rap nigga but I'm a spit it right

Make a nigga, go to church and pray

Nigga'z first day, and his first deal

Leased his first beamer now why all tussle

Two against four, now on why'all youngsta'z

Gone respond, walk out the rusty

Car, what why'all stand on, fuck the tabloids

Why'all little men, I be un man

Charli Baltimore and Lil' Kim

And why'all can't see these flows,

If you want to be stars see the CEO[Chorus]

Songwriters

GILES, CAMERON/BRANCH, DARRELL/JAMES, RONNIE/MITCHELL, PHILLIP A.Published by

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