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Somebody bout to get
The out tonight man
You better tell your boy
You better him somethin'

Skip through the blueprint one bang this what's
Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't The Game was pitchin'
Balls faster than Roger nigga you're too big for your bitches
Two gold albums and I'll you a hitter

make you a little richer but don't forget the big picture
All of those make you a fag but money like Little
Take your faggot ass put it next to Gulliany
Run you for Roc-A-Wear fit and beat you with the Tommy

Drag your ass to Alby Square
Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be there
Compton behind me ask Nas is with me
You ain't sold crack in your life I'm takin' your fiends with me

My guns smoke like Robert
Two shots and a he got a room in Kings County
And you might or sit in a box
Dependin' on how long it to respond to the shot

Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph

See what the problem is too much east dick lickin'
And everybody tryin' to do their best rendition
Listen they wonder how I with 5 shots
Niggaz is to kill on my block

you was in the streets comin' of age
I was in the pumpin' the gauge
you was rappin' I was makin' it happen
On the with a k

you was with The Roc on the stage
I had on the stage
On headliner for the page we know that you front
You be on sunset doin' Gettin' your punk ass stunt

You gon us or that fo' rippin' through the vests
And you know who you are nigga'll get the message
or M E M P H Bleek
Fuck and be a B I T C H sleek
'Cuz all that yappin' dude will get clappin' dude
And stop Memphis from dude, huh

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph

It me a little while but I am now understandin'
Jay fucked up in the first round when he picked olo with
Did olo in the second, take it from me
The Roc get knocked off the bounce till you up beans

Add freeway to the team but move the bitch
the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Lil' Chris
Now the squad 5 is 6 man is Neef
Fans in the stand yellin' out Memphis Bleek

You want beef I have your body parts all over New
Leg in jersey arm in Brooklyn buried in central park
You can't even borrow New York no more like John Storch
And I ain't to him I'm talkin' to Malik

And I got a pine box for a like you
Streets is talkin' how many real like you
Hit LAX remember you come to the coast
Niggaz play with they lives when it comes to the toast

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph
Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek