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    Uh huh, yea, uh uh, what ya want from me?
    Uh huh, yea, Half-A-Mill, y'all know
    First don, yea, uh huh, holla

    [Verse 1]
    Legendary don, cherries flowin in Parion
    Platinum Champaign glass yea thats Half-A-Million
    Lay back, laughin at these rap new jacks
    Yappin 'bout how they slung a few cracks
    and touch a few stacks
    use to come through on the max
    now all of a sudden you sealed out
    crew cat, now you shoot back
    Fake ballers, let Mill show y'all where hoop at
    Get real, here I come head for the hills
    Nigga my ooz strap, my first single is Rata-tat-tat
    Kill every nerve in you, action packed you might need plastic bag
    I mack hoes like hack-a-sack jack
    spit tight flows, 23 inches on on the white Rove
    They tryin to hear you oversize chips
    On my right lobe, oversize clips light oversize spiffs
    put my oversize dick 'tween your bitch oversized lips
    Five or six, no matter what you whip
    You ain't fly as this

    [Chorus: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X**
    From the Range to the Rove to the Bentley Coupe
    Back the V-12 for being buggy niggaz salute
    We be them Mill-i, pretty thugs guns we shoot
    So when you see us don't say "wuttup" niggaz salute

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    [Verse 2]
    Fuck you starin for? frontin off in front of camera floor
    My name Milli, chicks feel me like brand new soar
    I make a brand new hall maybe like brand new eloar
    If niggaz wanna front dawg I got the brand new four
    I pop a cannon off, lay you in brand new floor
    I ain't tryin to play you dawg, I just spray you dawg
    Live motivator, why's is hole in paper?
    no respect for the dead send my guys to hold your wake-up
    French fries ass, cheese burger frontin like you fly ass
    Words on the street you bitch niggaz gon' die fast
    So I advise you hop on your CL K and drive fast
    No set-ups then I just wet-up your dry ass
    Act like you fed-up, "ok, uh huh, shut up ass"
    Street vet, heat rep show you how to develop cash
    Hella stash, keep the Calico on hella blast
    Hella stash, keep my Calico on hella blast

    [Chorus: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X**

    [Verse 3]
    I got no love, thats why niggaz got no liver
    Let the fed figure why you got thrown in the river
    I'm thorough bred put the extended metal to your head
    Chicks say I'm a sex symbol, pop you like your next pimple
    Your righteous? I'mma step to your Temple
    Cut your legs off dawg leave you walkin off thimbles
    Now hop over the candle stick dick lets see if your nibble
    I'mma like an evil Hindu, Knievel, Willy's 6-50 through
    Illmatic, Bill Matic, peel ratchets, still at it
    Most of y'all niggaz is still faggots
    Open up your ass cheek you prolly leak ill maggots
    Real madness, thats why I keep steel for you bastards
    In the Million Man March against me -- get a million caskets
    I'm hear to spark niggaz and piss on your ash's
    Retaliatin be the next thug missin in action
    Whoeva want it they can get slugs I'm dissin off Magnums

    [Chorus: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X**

    [Outro: Half-A-Mill]
    Mill Latin, uh hu Ali Baba, yea
    what, street fathers, yea
    ya niggaz man ya might as well not even bother son, word!

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    Composición: J. Karen Thomas

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