The Way (Intro)

I said.fuck em all, muthafuck em all
 Ya'll done turned a good guy into a Chuckie doll
 I would've been your friend till the end bitch
 Guess there ain't no friends in this shit bidness
 Just a bunch of assholes in the shit bidness
 But they won't flush me down the toilet bowl without my tissue
 These bitches talk shit out the same mouth they kiss you
 These niggas kiss ass with the same mouth that diss you
 Eww, you niggas disgust me
 And they ain't talkin bout shit unless they discuss me
 Let's talk about how, I'm killin errything I touches
 Or how I walked in this game with no crutches
 No Diddy, No Dupri, No Dr. Dre
 No Cash Money from Baby and no rocs from Jay
 And I'm still here
 We still here
 What does this break dude?.It's still here
 And dude talk, concernin New York
 When I was runnin the city you was learnin to walk
 So I watched you niggas take they first steps
 And I was happy for ya, daddy was clappin for ya
 But, wasn't for me prolly wouldnt've happened for ya
 So I rest my case
 I'm a rappin lawyer
 That's unless you wanna talk bad bitches
 Section full of bridezillas, that's mad bitches
 No words, I describe em with letters best
 They pretty as can be, curvy as the letter "S"
 They keep it G, they sweet as T
 Look good in the passenger seat of V
 They ride double R, smell like double C
 The Bags are L.V., D, or a double G
 Fly as hell, shades wire cell
 On E, sippin P.J., high as hell
 And please don't even talk about swag
 I'm cool and collective
 A Fool with perspective
 I'm far from being typical my respect is reciprocal
 I already came up
 You still on the zipper pull
 And I would say my style is 5th Fab meets Brooklyn
 I keep the hood watchin, I got the streets lookin
 They watch what I do, so they know what to do
 Lil money never told big money what to do
 Money talks, if u speak guapanese
 A language better known if you gettin cheddar holmes
 If not get a loan, use that like Rosetta Stone
 And that way you can holla bout a dolla
 I hear em cryin broke, they holla like a toddler
 Come holla at yo gualla, dont holla at sovallas
 You'll end up down under tryna holla at Koalas
 I keep that nine on me, ala Iguodala
 We can get it jumpin like the drolics on Impala
 I feel like Neno lettin em rock wallas off the colla
 Somebody tell me something, What the fuck happened?
 Somebody talk to me, muthafuck rappin
 They infiltrated the game, but who let in the pookies?
 Kingpins is snitchin that shit is not lookey
 So fuck new friends unless they stay solo
 Cuz who gon' watch you back after you kill Manolo?
 Isn't it ironic Santana's own fella stabbed him
 The king of New York die while I yellow cabbed him
 No Carlito's way
 When I spot a hater drop him like a hot potatoe
 Youahead, got me later
 Yeah I keep it gangsta but Im'ma do it my way
 The new day of the week is called My day
 So its my say, Pass my K
 I'm thru talkin