Released on January 1, 2010

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[Verse 1: Co$$]

Fuck if you love me chump, huh, gangsters and down thugs

All I ever knew, what I grew [?]

Chilling, tryna' stack money to the ceiling and

All about the twenties, the fifties, hundreds and thousands

Plus I blew the blaze, just to get me through the days

Niggas claim the king, but I"m the ruler

The tutor of the teacher, be the bullet and the shooter hit yo' people up

Never wanna equal us, add 'em up

[?] a zero plus a hero, it's a sandwich

All you captains saved the day, niggas saddled up

I'm making caskets out of rappers and my Momma know

Nigga ask her, she gon' tell you the illest rapper's Cashus, I'm a blow

They oppose, fall like the dominoes

Son of those, foes turn to black dust

Show me love Jack, and if they don't do nothing

Fuck it we gon' still make them bucks stack

How you love that


[Hook]

Doubt us they, doubt us they

Doubt us they, they doubt us they

Doubt us they, doubt us they

Doubt us they, they doubt us they

Doubt us they, they

They they, doubt us

They they doubt us, they

Doubt us, they doubt us

Doubt us

Doubt us


[Verse 2: RAtheMC]

Yo, wow, ho, slow down love

Let the Mary Jane blow when it go around love

He ain't ready for the fight like a showdown love

I need a hit like motel love, mostly above on this rapping

And niggas gun clapping

Cause dawg I been a star before my Momma saw what happened

Before she heard the bars, head bobbers, foot tapping

I'm looking at my city like a ship and I'm the captain

Listening to my [?], and reefer [?]

I don't need yeah

I ain't nothing like a diva

Just a [?]

So relax, take a load off

[?] just take your coat off

Cause damnit I'm just a showoff, I be growing it so fourth

Bitch you I get approached more

Fans tell me they so sure, that I'm about to blow

I guess I know, that's why I owe more, to y'all

Married to the game until we give this the [?]

So how can I ever be a pro


[Hook]