'm a bread earner (ch-ching) Post up at the 5-star telly, Dre touch mo' bread Than a motherfuckin' deli Young rich nigga, 20 inch nigga, P-I-M-P It's
boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president, but this ain't the takeover Now, there's the speaker, bring your ears a little closer Before you call this a
hand held tote mm-hmm [Break: (first two lines)] [Verse Two: Ghostface Killah] More than a thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done I hold a
life I had a story to tell about my knowledge of hell $2.50 for a book, listen and look, now let's do some Math A gun and a hand, plus an angry man,
Mobb Deep, we out in Japan Australia and then we doin' Madison Square Then it's right back on the road with 50 and EM Rappers upset we last more longer than
a freak since the third grade That's what I told the little heffer Walking around thinking her pussy's special Niggas think she's a square But she done seen more dicks than
m a bread earner (ch-ching) Post up at the 5-star telly, Dre touch mo' bread Than a motherfuckin' deli Young rich nigga, 20 inch nigga, P-I-M-P It's all
crown to reunite with you G to the R-A-C to the E, S.U.C. feel the V-E-T Grey dub tape wreckers in '93, more than a DJ he was family One love to my cuz
life I had a story to tell about my knowledge of hell $2.50 for a book, listen and look, now let's do some Math A gun and a hand, plus an angry man, minus