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  Yo, I call my connect, get it sent across the border
  Chop it up, bag it in bundles of all quarters
  I might just hold it and sell weight
  Have my shit pumpin all across the tristate
  Nigga Ima gangsta, Im the word to define great
  Yous a old-timer, you a hustler design late
  Shit, I got my own company, why should I hate?
  My paper long as fuck, high as Empire State
  And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
  Did a couple years in the pen, I dont sign state
  A nigga had a brick and the stash on the highway
  Im always on time like Ja Rule and Ashanti
  Ya boy on the grind like its Friday to Friday
  A nigga like me cherish days like Im Sade
  No time for the bullshit, no time for the foul play
  Now Ima boss, Ima do this shit my way
  So nigga what you want?
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga, uh
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga, uh
  Yo, yo
  I got that work that the Africans stepped on, the pope blessed on
  The 2 for 5s, the whole hood slept on
  Dont kept growin toes, never got stepped on
  Nowadays, nigga recognized Im a real don
  Since Big passed, is when the fame and the thrills gone
  Left 3 mill on the block, and Im still on
  Niggas see my face when the reals on
  I do the stealin, but I never get stoled on
  My life is like Cash Money bitch when I roll on
  And anytime I lay wit a bitch is wit no clothes on
  Its hard doin right, cuz all my life I did so wrong
  Pissed, I popped shit like Monica, Im so gone
  After fame comes success, now that my teams strong
  Nowadays, I dont need a shoulder to lean on
  Just put me in the booth, give me a mic to scream on
  And any gun I pack got its infrared beam on
  So nigga what you want?
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga, uh
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga
  Lets get it on, nigga, lets get it on nigga, uh
  Big Poppa, throwing niggas off of cliffs, smoking spliffs
  Disappear with my bitch in a Mitsubishi Eclipse
  Read my lips, I kill you
  Bloodll spill too, did I say thank you
  I grant you three wishes cause I be the genie
  Niggas is assed out like fat bitches in bikinis
  Read between the lines see what I see
  I see the diary of a sick bastard
  Junior Mafia blaster, Rugers on the hips
  Bought coke to flip chips, bought slugs to fill clips
  Flipping coke in corner store bodegas
  In the back room playing Sega, Street Fighter II
  Im inviting you, bring your writing crew and they dopest rhymes
  I get up in that ass every time
  Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable
  Getting mad blunted in the 600
  Benz, ask your friends whos the illest
  Licking shots, niggas screaming Biggie Smalls tried to kill us
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  It dont stop, it dont stop, watch the hit nigga
  Junior M.A.F.I.A., representing Buck-Town
  MAC-11s cocked back, niggas better duck down
  Face down, you know the routine
  The cream, earrings, you know the drama Biggie birng
  Lets get it on nigga, lets get it on nigga, uh