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[Jim Jones] Come on, yo, yo
[Verse] Aiyoo my Dip Set Taliban, we are not a crew We`re more like a movement, more like in tuned with The moon and the stars, some say I`ll soon be doomed for them bars But I could be caught, pissy clubs, saloons and some bars Industry think that they grooming a star nah I`m more like a thug misproving the odds, run around my city all crazy With my goons in some cars
[Bridge: Cam`Ron] I tell `em Wake up, wake up Gotta go get that cake up, break up Divide that payroll, aiyyoo Go get that ya-yo, ya-yo Killa, paper, holla at Pedro On the 8-0 and wait for my son the lay low Ba` bro
[Cam`Ron] When I beef, names will be said tool will be spread Two in your head, body be bagged, eulogy read Dog in the news will get read, cause what I deal with is usually feds On the first
[Chorus: repeat 2X] Aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo It`s the first of the month.. Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo-, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo It`s the first of the month..
[Juelz Santana] Now I`m the type of dude, post up sell drugs on your property Stone cold hustler, ain`t no fucking denying me I sell drugs in varieties, you want it, I got it You see it, you like it, we count it, you buy it from me I`m what the people call a menace to the public society Fuck `em I`m riding, my gun on the side of me Fuck it I`m driving, I`m puffing high as can be I`m speeding, I`m weaving, I`m bugging my eye on the street Cam signed to the Roc it`s time that we eat Harlem`s back, this time it`s for keeps You rolling or not? The Takeover`s now, y`all focused or not? We been ready it`s just that our promotion was not But I can`t blame no one for this, I`m all right with that Can`t be racist cause I sell too much white for that So I decided I`mma milk these crackers for all they milk and crackers Until I`m rich and these mills don`t matter Uh, you niggaz follow my plot? If not, swallow these shots, Santana swallow your block I run with enforcers, big dudes and bosses Black, British and Walter, the phone call will cost ya` Keep rolling in them caravans acting We got big trucks with chrome Taliban action Send one up to Jabar, my nigga maxed in T-Money`s home and he`s never going back in
[Chorus]
[Cam`Ron] Aiyo, I swear to God, you think I had a violin the way I fiddle triggers How you older than me, and still a little nigga On the first, I hate these chickens Get their check, hair, nails done, steak and chicken, for they friends And they kids fly, I ain`t open friend, on the 11th, you gonna be broke again Word to Jehova man, hoes in they shoes, barking like a Doberman Coming to see Cam, for some coke again
[Jim Jones] Shit, it`s the first of the month Yo, I`m the first on the block for the cycle A rock that is first like shoots from a rifle See they tainted our image, it`s fucked up how the game painted our image They say we dangerous people, why, because we sell caine to the people That don`t be the reason I be aiming this eagle, my aims to get equal The first and fifteenth`s got some restraints on my people
[Chorus]
[Jim Jones - talking] Dip set nigga, Jim Jones, Capo Status Killah the don, Juelz Santana, FREEKY Harlem, my Taliban Eastside, B`s up The first and fifteenth We still going through it Welfare, medicade, some liquor stores Broadway, 7th, 15th, 40th Y`all know the struggle Holla Roc-A-Fella (Whoo!)
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