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You couldn't do a 1 to 3, and D, there's only one of me

From the 619 to the 213, oh you heard of me

Remember me? The baby O.G., yellin' 213

Look at me, I'm from the 3-1-3

ICP and 3 Insane search through the 313, you can't protect or serve me

Threw up the 313, to let you know it's me

Tell 'em back up off me, I come down, clap the 40

They didn't get me, huh, they labeled my ass 5150

They labeled me 5150, you wanna fuck with me?

Don't bother me, high as shit from my broccoli

To me there is no world outside the C-P-T

Suckers get at me, I'm the 'Q' in quotations, and the C-P-T is the location

Bounce wit me Cali, body-rock down in H-town

CP3, represent it, ya heard me!

Till I die CPT, y'all can't budge me

She don't give a damn about me, I'm from the CPT

Me, that reputable Ricky D from the CPT

Meet me, the looney tune 17 from the CPT

Impress me and buy a half brick o' D

I brought the Desert E's with me

I hope you ready for steady stackin' fedi, cause it don't stop with me

Who the fuck are you, G? You couldn't be talkin to me, hops

It's big Ill, silly me, I puff the phillie, G

I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me?

Tryna scam me, damn, G, back up off me

Keep it G with me

You know a G like me, I always keep it real

All my niggaz who kept it G with me and all my fans

Quick to get with me, quicker to get busy

Keep it G for all to see, but all don't keep it G like me

When I'm grown, you know I'm bound to be the H.N.I.C., follow me

Leave it to me to re-up with heat

Have me soakin' in a bottle of Henny, loc, hopin' that it ease me

Don't blame me, blame it on the Henny

What's scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me

Dope, like a pound or a ki, so shut de fuck up and listen to me

Recognize me, LBC, peep game on this

It's M.O.B. with me, I only cuff my ends

Introducin me, I'm a bad MC

MC Percee P give no mercy to anybody MC'in 'till they reimburse me

Now, if you down with O.P.P., yeah, you know me

This industry offending me on the daily

You down with opp? Yeah, you know me

From Brooklawn to Q.B. they know me

She rep the QBC faithfully, playa hatin me

Thugs like me repping QBC

How you gon' sleep on me, holmes, do I look like a mattress?

Say what? You didn't know? Tell me, why'd you sleep on Hak'

Don't sleep on me, homey, I bring nightmares to reality

I bet you wouldn't sleep on me if I was Lil Weezy, huh?

Sleep on me, and I'ma get to sleep stalkin

Cause muh'fuckers were sleepin on me like lithium

Check me, got the ill stee undercover

Niggaz know my steez, they don't fuck with me, son

Got a broad up in the telly, I could trust her what you tell me

Might blow a lil' weed and be on the grind like me

Homie, it's me the Y-G, CMG