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Uh-huh,
tell
me
How
you
feel
about
this?
Queen
Pen
makes
it
happen
Brooklyn
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
So
many
yappin'
about
this
and
that
and
But
when
you
turnin'
your
back
it
be
your
right
hand
clappin'
So
many
chicks
behind
my
back
poppin'
shit
But
in
all
reality
they
don't
really
wanna
see
me
flip
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
Now
I
push
this
glow
on
this
earth
It
runs
back
and
forth
on
my
ghetto
turf
Now
what's
worth
hurts,
hurts
worth
nothin'
So
why
put
yourself
in
a
sticky
situation
Audacious,
like
a
shipload
full
of
Haitians
I
sold
some
vibes
and
got
back
up
from
the
nation
Heartbeats
are
racin',
see
you
not
ready
for
what
you
facin'
It's
these
vocal
chords
that'll
definitely
break
you
Take
you
to
another
level
like
Blackstreet
Peep
the
techniques,
the
flocks
of
mad
freaks
Leaks
from
police
had
me
duckin'
from
the
heat
So
why
my
name
always
be
the
center
of
attention
And
why
after
warnings
niggas
still
don't
wanna
listen
And
why
can't
I
live
this
life
without
all
the
drama
Insane
how
perpetrators
be
all
thirsty
up
for
fame
It's
the
sweetness
that
draws
the
sugar
from
the
cane
And
the
realness
that
separates
me
from
the
lames
So
many
ways,
uh-huh
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
So
many
yappin'
about
this
and
that
and
But
when
you
turnin'
your
back
it
be
your
right
hand
clappin'
So
many
chicks
behind
my
back
poppin'
shit
But
in
all
reality
they
don't
really
wanna
see
me
flip
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
Uh,
get
down
with
this
realness
Notarize
this,
seal
it
with
a
kiss,
makes
this
a
promise
I'll
explode
it,
lyrically
blowin'
it
up
What
the
fuck,
how
you
gettin'
all
pussyed
up
like
wreck,
huh?
When
I
comes
around
I
stays
around
Stabilizes
grounds,
buildin'
foundations
by
the
pound
How
you
feel
holdin'
this
world
into
your
hands
You're
un-acknowledgable,
always
makes
a
waste
of
a
man
It's
me,
do
you
need
to
flashback
on
no
diggity
Feel
free
to
pronounce
that
freedom
of
speech
Don't
get
it
twisted,
it's
still
nappy
head
like
your
kitchen
Crown
Heights
e'ry
day,
e'ry
night,
you
just
listen
How
I
makes
you
crave
like
your
appetite
So
many
hype
heads
gettin'
caught
up
in
the
hype
Why
fight?
So
many
ways
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
So
many
yappin'
about
this
and
that
and
But
when
you
turnin'
your
back
it
be
your
right
hand
clappin'
So
many
chicks
behind
my
back
poppin'
shit
But
in
all
reality
they
don't
really
wanna
see
me
flip
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
Now
I
bet
your
bottom
dollar
to
your
last
copper
cent
I
takes
the
place
of
that
blunt
and
have
your
black
ass
bent
Watch
the
head
spins
of
phony
niggas
with
fake
grins
End
two
year
careers
before
they
even
begin
Beats
all
up
in
your
chest
somewhat
like
fluke
phlegm
Put
the
needle
to
the
record,
10
departure,
you
be
him
This
the
style
that
we
have
and
you
peoples
all
leery
Brooklyn
chicks
always
bring
the
drama,
do
you
hear
me?
I
be
certified
nationwide
with
no
ties
attached
Run
lies
through
your
city
like
a
map
Pussy
attack,
lifetime
guaranteed
in
fact
By
the
end
of
the
first
quarter
hip-hop
will
be
back
So
many
ways
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
So
many
yappin'
about
this
and
that
and
But
when
you
turnin'
your
back
it
be
your
right
hand
clappin'
So
many
chicks
behind
my
back
poppin'
shit
But
in
all
reality
they
don't
really
wanna
see
me
flip
So
many
ways
to
try
to
get
paid
So
many
ways
to
try
to
make
these
hazy
days
slip
away
1 The Set Up
2 Get Away
3 I'm Gon Blow Up
4 Girlfriend
5 No Hooks
6 So Many Ways
7 Intro
8 Queen of the Click
9 Man Behind the Music
10 All My Love
11 My Melody
12 Party Ain't a Party
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