The art of getting This is how we do Brooklyn boy You what I'm sayin'?
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C, R.I.P niggas wanna OD Aiyyo, the bottom line is I'ma with a deal If my record don't I'ma rob and steal You better recognize I'm straight from the street These industry niggaz startin' to look like to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You see her again?" Get your ass to the nearest ATM I have dreams of an' R 'n' B, bitch
And wake up early and bounce with all your shit When I apply pressure, son it even funny I'm about to stick for some of that Whitney money McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime Have Keith sweatin' starin' down the barrel from my Since Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan him, "Tell your man Betha, haha, come up of that watch now I mean now"
The only excuse for being broke is in jail An entertainer can't make bail if he as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a of time have to clap him, run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the for four blocks Plottin' to juice her for that rock copped What Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got to live for Don't want no nigga puttin' four through that Bentley Coupe I'll man handle like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You ain't with Tommy no more who gonna you now? I been on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not to wear that shit around me I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old shit Right now I'm bent and when I get like I don't think About to Stevie J take off that tight ass mink rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me
This ain't Being can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
This ain't Being can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
I'll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the And Will and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on and Missy the pound Like you gimme the and you put the hot dog down I it out Been Joe before that's why his ass Don't wanna be a no more Mad at you I'm J.D., fuck you, pay me
Had Da Brat 'em, shoulda had his gat with him DMX wanna get well you tell homey I'm on Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely I rob Clue man, his shit did well I wanna TQ but his shit ain't sell I hit the studios, take and leave Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them ass rings Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty
I'll beat your ass like that boy on MTV Cannibus battle while I'm stickin' them up Nigga get capped coroners 'em up Heavy tried to his shit, nigga try to stall ya He said, "Why you me I got nuttin' but love for ya" Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money Told him I want it all he said, "Even my teeth?" I caught Blackstreet on a street in a black jeep
One at a time get out and take off shine Did you ever think you would be this rich? Did you ever think that you have these hits? Did you ever think that I'd flash the And off with your shit like it's mine? I'ma stickin' niggas until I'm livid rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that cash Robyn Givens I'm hungry for real I'm 'bout to stick C That still eatin' off Big's first LP I had and the whole Flipmode on the floor He asked me if I had enuff I told him, "Gimme more" Is you feelin' this? Then wait for the I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin' Gods
ain't serious Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
ain't serious Being broke can you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you know what I'm got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down It matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I it I want it 50 ain't fuckin' around
Track Masters ain't fuckin' Cat ain't fuckin' around The Madd Rapper fuckin' around So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, your pockets Watch everybody on the train, watch on the bus 'Cuz we gonna get you whether you it or not