The art of robbed This is how we do Brooklyn 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 with a deal If my record don't sell rob and steal You better nigga I'm straight from the street These industry niggaz 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 dreams of fuckin' an' R 'n' B, bitch
And wake up early and bounce with all your shit I apply pressure, son it ain't even funny I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that money Brian McKnight, I can get that anytime Keith sweatin' starin' down the barrel from my nine Since these Harlem World niggaz to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan him, "Tell your man Mason Betha, haha, come up of 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 be a waste of time Probably have to clap him, run and toss the I'd follow Fox in the for four blocks to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped What just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin' to live for want no nigga puttin' four through that Bentley Coupe door I'll man Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You with Tommy no more who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin' on Tone and Poke 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 stick Slick for all that old school shit Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I think About to make Stevie J take off that ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his then run This weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
ain't serious Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 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?
catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies And Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on and Missy the pound Like you the cash and you put the hot dog down I it out Been robbin' Joe that's why his ass Don't wanna be a playa no Mad at you I'm robbin' J.D., you, pay me
Had Da with 'em, shoulda had his gat with him DMX wanna get down well you homey I'm on that shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely I rob Clue man, his shit did well I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't I hit the studios, take and leave Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I three
I'll beat your ass like that boy on MTV Cannibus wanna while I'm stickin' them up get capped coroners pickin' 'em up Heavy tried to hide his shit, try to stall ya He said, "Why you robbin' me I got nuttin' but for ya" Caught for his Cash Money piece Told him I want it all he said, "Even my teeth?" I caught on a back street in a black jeep
One at a time get out and take off shine Did you ever think that you would be rich? Did you think that you would have these hits? Did you ever that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your like it's mine? I'ma stickin' niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that cash Robyn Givens I'm for real I'm 'bout to stick Mister C That nigga still 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 this? Then wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk for robbin' Gods People
This ain't Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob and nigga?
This ain't broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you what I'm sayin'? got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular It matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't around
Track ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat fuckin' around The Madd Rapper ain't around So watch your backs, your pocket book, watch your pockets Watch everybody on the train, everybody on the bus 'Cuz we gonna get you you like it or not