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letra de i reps - cam'ron

i reps
(dj clue)
william n-gga
yeah!dj clue, desert storm, you know how we do things
q-you-double-e- radio
and the question of the day
is who, and what you rep
caller number 1, you on the line

[verse 1 – prodigy]
ayo its p, big chunky 40 inch chains
i could f-ck your woman, but i perfer brains
i could duff you out wit guns and bang
i’ma certified, bonofied, mobb n-gga man
this ain’t no ’87 rap battle
this is 2001, bloodsport, n-gga i’ll get at you
this is criminal sh-t, i’m so infamous
i’m so gangsta, these n-ggas be nervous
when we pop up, ya knees lock up
ya stomach catch b-tterflies
and ya heart pumps
suppose to be scared, suppose to be ‘wared
when you see me get the f-ck out my way
n-gga i’m in here
and i ain’t come for the glamour and glitz
i came to f-ck you up bad, get drunk, and find me a b-tch
so where you at girl, holla at the kid
‘fore i slay one of these lame n-ggas in here, straight up
(dj clue)
yeah, caller number two
you on the line

[verse 2 – queen pen]
i got some raps for the streets
my n-ggas pack the heats
my soldiers on the corner crushin up green meat
for all the generations, and mothers ridin the trains
to work for why’all crackers, for that bullsh-t pay
i reps for my head that cops his weight
that take trips uptown just to cop his haze
i rep for them chicks givin brain in the rain
that ain’t scared to be a freak, for the right pay
i gots to rep for my familys that’s stricten wit pain
for buryin they boys to soon for this game
i rep for my panthers that’s locked away
and???sittin on deathrow countin down them days
i rep for why’all b-tches that work lizzie bags
that sell hot sh-t, half price off of tags
i rep for them chicks that write they own sh-t
that live just like a live, to write they own sh-t
its 2001 b-tch, stop frontin
i rep for my baby mamas that’s still walkin
i rep for them chicks collectin p.a.&wic
up in the hair and nail spots makin off the book chips
i rep body snactchers, loyaly over p-ssion
i’m married to b.s.b-tch, ain’t no question
(dj clue)
caller number three, you on the line

[verse 3 – cam’ron]
i rep money dealers, girls step like, “cam you rock a lotta prada”
look to her and said, “b-tch i’m bout the dollar”, holla
i don’t like it anways, i feel enscadas hotter
one get her, get her, good dog, got her, got her
cam is in a lincolns clipse
jay say belvdere, now why’all drinkin the sh-t
please, oh my god brother, followin is not gutter
its a major trend setter for you c-ck suckers
insurance on my diamonds, my rocks covered
if i’m wit a b-tch, believe me i do not love her
i’ma rap like a doobie and spliff
my uzi a cl!ck, yeah i did a movie a fl!ck
but i step to the director like, “look i’m not b-tchin”
understand this homeboy, i’m not snitchin
k!lla cam still be back in the hood
back where i should, plus i can’t act that good
i could cook that c0ke, get them figures
i could bust that gat, strip some n-ggas
no h0m-, cause my life ain’t no motion picture
motion trigger, i open livers, c-ck the pump
pop the trunk, i drive em to the ocean n-gga
peal em apart, let em know you dealin wit sharks
k!lla, p-double, queen pen, lee low
(dj clue)
yeah, dj clue
you know how we do things
q-you-double e radio
and the question of the day is
what you rep

- camron

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