(featuring Jadakiss)
You know, situation this Sometimes you know you give back to the community Gotta show these motherfuckers how to wipe thangs off y'know? 'em a little somethin
Pick you up, off your feet a forklift, but instead it's the four-fifth Ragu red, your brain them sauces Like an, autopsy 'em nauseous, when I aim at your bosses Put a pep in that bop you walk with When my tec at reinforcements I could never be a victim, but the I endorsed it Spittin real, y'all cowards just cough it Like fluids in my lungs, motherfucker I'm sick You them hoes off, I put 'em on so they on this You talk grammar school, mines metamorphic Dem fools killin nuttin in the club, they all bent My intent is to sober that ass up, leave 'em all See a few cups of liquor can offset Got a little paper, I ain't stressin, they all Ain't sellin records, they come at me for press When they realize it's real them dudes out coppin vests learn how to
[Chorus: 2X] Wipe, them off, get that money money Wipe, a smile, off ain't nuttin funny Show, you motherfuckers, just how you get, when your are touchin (kid a nigga hungry / yeah, he one of ours) *
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P gunna, shots a come up out hammers at light speed, make it a hot summer in New York, New - a.k.a. Ground Zero The Big Apple, the worms in the middle (eww) The White Castle, the State The of that Time Magazine new face of the world, I'll show you where I come from by how the cash stack, and how I make a gun But past that, and listen how a killer be Imagine the concert, they on they seats Shorty mad gettin stained, she damn near to faint She never saw a grimy dirty like, P With mad in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink Don't wanna miss a thing, the that we sing Mad in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink Don't wanna miss a thing, the song that we BANG!
My niggaz can't stop us we got our hands on the AR's, the S, and the fresh choppers All of them is filled to the top the vest poppers We can get it on with Best Coppers Soon as the lead pop you, whoever don't it to the funeral or wake can catch you on Ted I'm a rare thumper, you just a gay with a rainbow sticker on rear bumper say life is short, death is longer That makes it even harder to my hunger And I wanna polly y'all, I'm a zone of my own Sorta like Tom talkin to that volleyball A "Cast Away," blast away Fuck if you broke tomorrow, get cash And though it's hard, niggaz is on they job It's the Ryders and the Mobb, my niggaz starve we'll