the first þarký sözü

[jim jones]
come on, yo, yo

[verse]
aiyoo my dip set taliban, we are not a crew
we´re more like a movement, more like in tuned with
the moon and the stars, some say i´ll soon be doomed for them bars
but i could be caught, pissy clubs, saloons and some bars
industry think that they grooming a star nah
i´m more like a thug misproving the odds, run around my city all crazy
with my goons in some cars

[bridge: cam´ron]
i tell ´em
wake up, wake up
gotta go get that cake up, break up
divide that payroll, aiyyoo
go get that ya-yo, ya-yo
killa, paper, holla at pedro
on the 8-0 and wait for my son the lay low
ba´ bro

[cam´ron]
when i beef, names will be said tool will be spread
two in your head, body be bagged, eulogy read
dog in the news will get read, cause what i deal with is usually feds
on the first

[chorus: repeat 2x]
aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo, aiyoo
it´s the first of the month..
ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo-, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
it´s the first of the month..

[juelz santana]
now i´m the type of dude, post up sell drugs on your property
stone cold hustler, ain´t no fucking denying me
i sell drugs in varieties, you want it, i got it
you see it, you like it, we count it, you buy it from me
i´m what the people call a menace to the public society
fuck ´em i´m riding, my gun on the side of me
fuck it i´m driving, i´m puffing high as can be
i´m speeding, i´m weaving, i´m bugging my eye on the street
cam signed to the roc it´s time that we eat
harlem´s back, this time it´s for keeps
you rolling or not?
the takeover´s now, y´all focused or not?
we been ready it´s just that our promotion was not
but i can´t blame no one for this, i´m all right with that
can´t be racist cause i sell too much white for that
so i decided i´mma milk these crackers for all they milk and crackers
until i´m rich and these mills don´t matter
uh, you niggaz follow my plot?
if not, swallow these shots, santana swallow your block
i run with enforcers, big dudes and bosses
black, british and walter, the phone call will cost ya´
keep rolling in them caravans acting
we got big trucks with chrome taliban action
send one up to jabar, my nigga maxed in
t-money´s home and he´s never going back in

[chorus]

[cam´ron]
aiyo, i swear to god, you think i had a violin the way i fiddle triggers
how you older than me, and still a little nigga
on the first, i hate these chickens
get their check, hair, nails done, steak and chicken, for they friends
and they kids fly, i ain´t open friend, on the 11th, you gonna be broke again
word to jehova man, hoes in they shoes, barking like a doberman
coming to see cam, for some coke again

[jim jones]
shit, it´s the first of the month
yo, i´m the first on the block for the cycle
a rock that is first like shoots from a rifle
see they tainted our image, it´s fucked up how the game painted our image
they say we dangerous people, why, because we sell caine to the people
that don´t be the reason i be aiming this eagle, my aims to get equal
the first and fifteenth´s got some restraints on my people

[chorus]

[jim jones - talking]
dip set nigga, jim jones, capo status
killah the don, juelz santana, freeky
harlem, my taliban
eastside, b´s up
the first and fifteenth
we still going through it
welfare, medicade, some liquor stores
broadway, 7th, 15th, 40th
y´all know the struggle
holla
roc-a-fella (whoo!)