Released on June 13, 2003

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Yo Bless, what up, what's poppin', big dawg?

Yeah, it's your man Gu Wizzy

Uh-huh, checkin' in on you

I heard you out there lockin' down those Canada streets like you was talkin' 'bout

That's hot, son

I like that, word is bomb

Smellin' your style, kid

Keep it up, you know I'm out here in NYC

Holdin' it down, keepin' things in motion

As I always do, baby

Just want you to know and remember one thing

Don't ever worry about them haters, man

Huh, you're a young don

And you're supposed to always expect that hater shit

Cornballs will be cornballs

And men of respect will be respected

You know what I'm sayin'? Hahaha

Yeah, man, the family never benefits

When the leaders show uncertainty, you heard me?

This is our shit, son

Our thing, L-Kid, Platinumberg, connect

It's a rap for these clowns, we on the rise, man

So always remain humble, gully, and rise, man

It's time to get what they owe us, yo

Really though, get back at me, one hundred mil, baby (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)