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gunz n' butta - cam'ron lyrics

o.g.:
i hear you; you know the problem wit you little n-gg-s?
you think you know everything about the d-mn world
and you don’t know sh-t. i see you got yourself a little
business going well that’s good,
that’s good you make that paper but when you makin
paper you gotta learn some rules to go wit it.
you gotta learn the difference between gunz and b-tta.
there are two types of n-gg-s in this world,
n-gg-s wit gunz and n-gg-s wit b-tta.
now what are the gunz? the gunz that’s the real estate,
that’s stocks and bonds, art work you know sh-t that
appreciates with value. what’s the b-tta?
cars, clothes, jewelry all that other bullsh-t that
don’t mean sh-t after you buy it that’s what it’s all about gunz and b-tta
vado verse:
belly i foreva play like my bosses resume
i’m the best man wit that girl in white like a wedding day [vado]
i don’t hesitate 32 of this levitate 2 clips spittin
i go more rounds then a feather weight
[slimeee]you know the name n-gg-,
street life intelligence money is everything n-gg-
all this dro wit no color ya’ll paintin plain pictures
and every flick i’m fly like a plane picture
sittin wit dame, killa at round tables
tellin me i’m the next n-gg- uptown able
to be the one boo-tongue showin the brown label
bet, it’s goin down and that interscope is the found label
rollie date just but the face done
find slidin in the same harlem b-tches that mase f-cked
(and) that cam f-cked (and) main f-cked
(and) that man f-cked harlem n-gg- i man up hardest
n-gg- to stand up (slime at) son of mark
too many n-gg-s is askin bout him they want a job
remember wearing zion bar from bob aliar
in the streets they see me like v

i f-cks wit all, this that can’t f-cka can’t f-ck’em
bring thunder wit me trey-five on me durant’s numba
tan b-tta seat hot wit the grams unda,
man hunta till the day they free my man gutta!
cam’ron talking:
see you know what the problem is?
you’re too slow to go, your too overwhelmed to understand
and your too tight to get loose no h-m- but i found
out hate is extra baggage so i just carry on.
cam’ron verse:
stoops i done sat in those, coups i done crashed in those
money, cash, hoes b-st-rd till the casket close i don’t
hustle for props it’s a p-ssion ho
make deposits, my closets a fashion show
i’m due allah you aint muslim you g-ssin bro,
you aint eatin so you tell them that you fasten yo
sixteen round oozy clip remove a b-tch like ludacris,
excuse miss pardon i’m busy reading movie scripts
spike lee intent, yeah it’s me again
skeet ya girl, beat her friend tell them till we meet again
lane surva slash gat squirta
this (idk) vs fat burger
this is loitering against a m-ss murder
this a ponzi scam vs a cat burglar
crack server vs a kingpin
i got what you want you want it bring ten
more cam’ron talking about gunz and b-tta

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