[Verse 1: Curren$y]
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Paper'ed up, but it's never enough
Countin' cake in the cut, never payin' for love
N***as say they with us, that's the ultimate bluff
You done known that was cap had you seen his car when he pulled up
We arrive Rolls Royces with the satellite, my wraith roof
Customized now I got the stars and the planets in mind
From New Orleans, I learned from ballers so of course, I shine
Without tryin', it's in my bloodline
My cousin twin still in south central wrenchin' on his '59
We know it ain't over night, we'll be lowridin' in due time
Sunrise, I was already up before it, smokin' comin' up with more dope shit puttin' them plays in motion
Overall just going for it, that's what I preach, that's what I breathe
That's what I really mean, word to Cam'ron when he came with the paint, or like prime time in '89 Mike Tyson championship
Fightin' while you high, sitting ringside
When I write, I bring things to life
Kill the game keeping this shit alive
Hope you understand what's at hand
This shit I'm giving you can kill you fool or make you a rich man
Just watch who you bring with you when you come through
You bring them bustas I can't fuck with you
You can't touch it
Range Rovers in different colors
They think we slinging burning rubble
They sending undercovers they think we smuggle
But the music we pumping that's what's bringing money in
They think that's drugs and shit but it's just love and shit