The art of robbed This is how we do Brooklyn boy You know what I'm
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 sell I'ma rob and steal You better recognize nigga I'm straight the street industry niggaz startin' to look like somethin' to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You see her again?" Get your ass down to the ATM I have of fuckin' an' R 'n' B, bitch
And I'll wake up early and bounce all your shit When I apply pressure, son it ain't even I'm about to stick Bobby for some of Whitney money Brian McKnight, I can get that 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 right now"
The only for being broke is bein' in jail An entertainer can't make if he broke as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a of time have to clap him, run and toss the nine I'd Fox in the drop for four blocks to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped What Jigga sold like 4 mil? He got somethin' to live for Don't no nigga puttin' four through that Bentley Coupe door I'll man Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You ain't with Tommy no more who protect you now? I been skeamin' on Tone and Poke since they me know not to wear that platinum 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 this I think About to make Stevie J take off tight ass mink rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon me son?
ain't serious Being can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
This serious broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
I'll catch P and Silk The Shocker after the Grammies And Will Smith and Jada ass in Miami Run up on Timberland and Missy the Like you gimme the and you put the hot dog down I it out Been robbin' Joe before why his ass Don't wanna be a playa no Mad at you I'm robbin' J.D., you, pay me
Had Da Brat with 'em, had his gat with him DMX wanna get well you tell homey I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my I should rob Clue man, his shit did I wanna TQ but his shit ain't sell I hit the studios, shit and leave Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them ass rings Tell Sticky gimme the cash I empty three
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 to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya He said, "Why you robbin' me I got but love for ya" Caught Juvenile for his Money piece him I want it all he said, "Even my gold teeth?" I caught on a back street in a black jeep
One at a time get out and take off shine Did you think that you would be this rich? Did you ever think you would have these hits? Did you ever think that I'd the nine? And walk off with your shit like mine? I'ma keep niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that cash like Givens I'm hungry for real I'm 'bout to Mister C That nigga still eatin' off Big's 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' this? Then wait for the I gotta get Franklin for robbin' Gods People
This serious Being broke can you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
ain't serious Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you know I'm sayin'? Niggas got to get stuck up that's how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a nigga It matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 ain't fuckin' around
Track ain't fuckin' around Cat ain't fuckin' around The Rapper ain't fuckin' around So watch your backs, your pocket book, watch your pockets everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus 'Cuz we get you whether you like it or not