Losing Weight (part 2)

[Hook: Cam'ron] Hey yo, fuck losing weight I'm back on these highways moving cakes Life's based upon what I'mma do today Cop a car, new estate Na, fuck it get the beef and brocs: blue and gray Baby due today I gotta move an eighth Fuck the scrutiny Y'all niggas screwing me Killa never let the drama slide Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die Yell out "homicide" [Verse 1 - Cam'ron] 18 months? Please, that ain't facing time I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway 6 months, right back on the damn block anyway But hey yo look, money from across the street Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street Me and my peeps often meet And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat Walk with heat cause talk is cheap So dunn stay silent Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent When it comes to beef it becomes a talent Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from [violence] Digital ten, shit get critical friend I got 800 invisible men That mean it could be the bankman Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam Lady at the frank stand will Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe Bitch is a renegade, she'll piss in your lemonade! And y'all dead now That you can bet now Do like a toaster put your bread down Upset now, hate when I gotta rap clowns, blow Tech rounds In a collision, I see their ambition But they don't know them days I was stooped up and pitchin Or all them hot summers I was cooped up in the kitchen When it came to grams it was 90 I fried 350 on the stove and it's 90 outside I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis But love my music, say I do nothing but hits She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed Needed coke, needed dope, yea, I gave her a fix So she went across the street, gave him a kiss Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick "You know Cam?" He said "yeah." "Don't play with his chips" Stood back, blazed through the 6, amazing and shit Killa, Killa, Dip Set nigga [Hook: Juelz Santana] Fuck losing weight We back on these highways moving cakes Life's based upon what I'mma do today Take my moms, move away Yeah, I think I'mma cop me that new estate Baby due today I got to move an eighth Fuck the scrutiny Y'all niggas screwing me Juelz: never let the cops get me On the block til the shots hit me Until the shots get me [Verse 2 - Juelz Santana] Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice When it comes to spitting that fire It's real dog, I live in the fire Used to being in the streets homie, in the midst of the fire Break work put it in pots, sit it in fire Quick to grab the fifth and just fire Try to peel off, I'm hitting your tires Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall That's just the beginning of war I let you know you dealing with dogs My villains will finish you off Head in your chest, brain- Dead on the Van Wyck expressway While I got my hand on the Tec, wave Niggas like "fuck, is he stupid?" (Yes I am) Cops wanna cuff me, do it You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sergeant troopers Look at my body, I lost so much weight Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight I'm telling Papi "front me a brick, let me owe that cake" He telling me he "ain't got but so much weight" He been waiting for his connection to come I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll compress it and stretch it to one" I'm on the block as usual With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual Watching for the cops that's moving through Me and my soldiers know the rules We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued Or shots from the Ruger, duke, will circle round your body like hula-hoops Mami told me son, hold your own And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone I believed her Juelz. Never let the cops get me On the block til the shots hit me