[Dre & Fat Joe]
Uh, I saved a life with a set of keys (Uh-huh)
My brother died with a set of keys (Uh)
Unlocking codes with a set of these keys (Crack)
And my niggas never tellin', what they yellin'? (Danger)
More money, more murder, more homicide
More sex, more neck in the Bahamas, right?
More gold since the price went up
Truth be told, they icin' us
[Fat Joe]
Caught beef with the POTUS, they notice how the soldiers
Salute when I walk on by, the Black Moses
We pray before the drive-bys
You seen the price of coke? The shit's sky high
Dr. J from the baseline
You can snort it off the phone, call it FaceTime
This how your heart turn chrome
They threw Christ on the cross, Judas crossed our homes
[Dre & Fat Joe]
I saved a life with a set of keys (Uh-huh)
My brother died with a set of keys (Uh)
Unlocking codes with a set of these keys (Keys)
And my niggas never tellin', what they yellin'? (Uh, uh, danger)
More money, more murder, more homicide
More sex, more neck in St. Thomas, right?
More gold since the price went up
88 wide body and I piped it up
[Pusha T & Fat Joe]
Niggas say I'm cap, but my life is a caption
And I don't act but I'm all about that action
Satisfaction guaranteed
Sellin' sneeze, hundred carats up my sleeve
Niggas bleed, bitches livin' on they knees
Please, look at your bitch, I can tell you ain't rich
Her YSL bags make me itch
I digress, the best rapper who ain't died yet
Yacht flow, feelin' like a fuckin' pirate
No patch on the eye but the chain Slick Rick
If you line 'em in the end, they be long as twenty bricks
I never reminisce, that G.O.O.D. Music money been spent
Rolls-Royce 2027 engines
Spend that, my young Miami bitch blends in
Really live my raps, nigga, that's the win-win
Joe Crack tell 'em Spanish niggas send 'em in
[Dre & Fat Joe]
I saved a life with a set of keys (Uh-huh)
My brother died with a set of keys (Uh)
Unlocking codes with a set of these keys (Keys)
And my niggas never tellin', what they yellin'?
More money, more murder, more homicide
Shit I seen as kid'll have you traumatized
Swear my soul been cold since my mama died
Fuck with the don, I'ma make somebody mama cry
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