The art of getting is how we do Brooklyn style boy You know 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 crook with a If my record don't sell I'ma rob and You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the These industry niggaz startin' to look somethin' to eat snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?" Get ass down to the nearest ATM I have of fuckin' an' R 'n' B, bitch
And I'll up early and bounce with all your shit When I apply pressure, son it ain't even I'm about to stick for some of that Whitney money Brian McKnight, I can get nigga anytime Have sweatin' starin' down the barrel from my nine Since these Harlem niggaz seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan tell him, "Tell man Betha, haha, come up of that watch now I right now"
The only excuse for being is bein' in jail An entertainer can't make bail if he as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of Probably have to 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 sold like 4 mil? He got somethin' to live for Don't want no nigga puttin' four that Bentley Coupe door I'll man Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You ain't with Tommy no more who gonna protect you I been on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not to that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm I'm 'bout to Slick Rick for all that old school shit Right now I'm and when I get like this I don't think to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun a gun snatch his piece then run This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon me son?
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 nigga?
This ain't Being broke can 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 the Grammies And Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on Timberland and Missy the you gimme the cash and you put the hot dog down I it out Been Joe before that's why his ass Don't wanna be a playa no Mad at you I'm J.D., fuck you, pay me
Had Da Brat with 'em, had his gat with him DMX get down well you tell homey I'm on that shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely I should rob Clue man, his shit did I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't I hit the studios, take shit and Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for funny ass rings Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three
I'll beat your ass like white boy on MTV Cannibus wanna battle I'm stickin' them up Nigga get capped coroners 'em up tried to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya He said, "Why you me I got nuttin' but love for ya" Juvenile for his Cash Money piece Told him I it all he said, "Even my gold teeth?" I caught Blackstreet on a street in a black jeep
One at a get out and take off your shine Did you ever think that you be this rich? Did you think that you would have these hits? Did you ever think I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your like it's mine? I'ma keep niggas until I'm livid rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins
Catch for half that cash like Robyn Givens I'm hungry for real I'm to stick Mister C That still eatin' off Big's first LP I had Busta and the Flipmode on the floor He asked me if I had enuff I told him, "Gimme more" Is you feelin' Then wait for the sequel I gotta get Franklin for robbin' Gods People
This ain't broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
This serious Being broke can you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you know what I'm Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin'
Masters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't around The Madd Rapper fuckin' around So watch your backs, watch your book, watch your pockets everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus 'Cuz we gonna get you you like it or not