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N.O.R.E.

"Just Started"

[Hook: Emilio Rojas]
Four, five, six, bitches, I just started
Balenciaga sneakers, homie, I just started
Machete in a closet, hater, I just started
Tatted on my body, baby, I just started
Hold up, I be blowing money quicker than a motherfucking lotto
And uh pour up, I be sipping all the liquor like a younging never got a liver
Hold up, I be getting women stripping like they never had a father figure
Roll up, I be rolling uptown with a lot of killers riding with us

[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]
I’m talking my shit ‘cause I’m walking my shit, give a fuck what you say
Give a fuck what you spend on it homie, we don’t give a fuck what you pay
It ain’t flier than this, mama look good and I’m flying her in
If I’m gonna hit, I’mma need the carfax for that pussy to see what her mileage is
Nobody wild as the kid, no one kill beats and get live as the kid
No one expected it, I disrespect me a legend, declining to sign to his shit
Hold up, all these bitches love me, leave ‘em brokenhearted
Took a couple shots, fuck it, I just started

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Emilio Rojas]
I’d rather eat pussy than eat with you pussies, you such a disgrace
I been to your crib and I seen how you live, you are not what you say
Fuck lending you money for feeding your family, that’s just not okay
And the way that I’m living, I know that you showing me love with your hate
Showing the love with the hate, get out of my way ‘cause you running in place
We be getting tables and bitches in Vegas
While you playing Russian Roulette with your face
Hold up, all these bitches love me, leave ‘em brokenhearted
Took a couple shots, fuck it, I just started

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Bodega Bamz]
Bitch sniff caine off my third leg, I said bitch sniff caine off my third leg
I’m in the industry just to get a black card
School of hard knocks, I’mma shoot the cap off
1.5 only offer I accept, didn’t ask for more, one of my many regrets
I got a bitch on Riverside loving the view
I slide out when the sun up, she knowing the cue
Dirty Sprite, winged gram Ls on the pestes
I move water out the gate like I’m Nixon
Presidential my tip, the Tahoe with the rims
24 deep dish, this shit ride with a limp
Matte black, mini-tank, filling up is a bitch
Keep a gallon of that Henny
Honey buzzing the crib, it’s all love, Papi

[Hook]

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