D.i.t.c. - Da enemy

I drive up and down Harlem blocks
Iced down medallions cops think I'm selling rocks
Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk
but I'm soberm they wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova

Listen Columbo you're mad because your money come slow
And what you make in a year I make in one show
Now you want to frisk me and search my ride
Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride

You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat
Pockets dumb fat, talkin' bout where the gun at
I been there and done that
I'm through with that illegal life I'm stayin' legit

I love to see cars come cruisin' bye and playin' my shit
I walk around with six thou without the pistol
My whole click's wild I'm rich Pah
No more sticks I'm makin' hits now

I drink Cristal I'm through breaking laws
I don't sell coke anymore I do tours
So get that flashlight out of my face
To bring me down Jake do whatever it takes

Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that

Why do I end up in so much shit
I don't came way too far to be calling it
Jake want to lock me up even though I'm legit
They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick

Hey yo enough is enough federals try to set me up
Put me in cuffs and crush what I lost into dust
Plus they want a nigga
But they know Big Joey Crack ain't never rat a cat that he know

I left the streets alone, and almost killed his mama
So I'm a keep doin' what I'm doin'
Pursuin' my dream til there enough cream to start my own union
And show these kids how legit it is

Shit is real I use a steel but now I own several businesses
So where is your witness that you claim to have sayin'
Extortin' New York and not payin' tax
I lean back playin' the role playin' too low

But it's the same ol Joe so don't get K.O.
Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did

[Chorus: x2]

What would you do if the vicious enemy suddenly started comin
at you armed to the teeth and ready to kill you

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