Cam'Ron - Humphrey Lyrics
They said I'm bout it cus I wanna fight B-HopI said I'll ***** him up after 2 months in detoxSo, besides that, 8 mill from ReebookI take him to the ball park, that's 33 shotsYou son of me? I need notHe must love another young nigga killer that hustled in his weed spotWhen he had the black Lac, ran up to the tree topsSomebody talk about him then they went and got a speed nahSex is when me and her sorta ran the G spotAll the niggas left her and we came here with dream topsListen here, so you got my vision clearNever for a pro, but I made niggas disappearNiggas know not to ***** with meAnd my record is sucka freeThis money I been makin' it workSo A-Trak let's take รข€˜em to churchThey don't hear me thoughKnow what I'm sayin?I'll fight my way to the top of the food chain than be a vegetarianI get my ownBank is a place to allow yo money if you prove yo ownI don't need it, know what I meanMy parents got high, no lieIt's no shameA product of dust, lust & cocaineStill cool with some niggas though that sniff caneThat grow weed that grow hair like RogaineHeartless to the core, feel no painThat's models, hood rats, o flamesThis nigga say his fame is no nameStreet fighter, I throw flamesOn the strip, no strippersBut she suckin the tip, I might tip erUnderstood? In my hood that's the way we goWe can't comprehend or understand the ratioFor my baby-o, hopped, the money from theThe 3-80 blow, up up away we goNo cash to help out yo lady-oAnd look out for baby broShit I robbed a bank, told me something, yes gold maybe noWhat I'll do next? Get crack head felatioThey thought I was slow like radioCouple years later though they heard me on the radio
