The art of robbed This is how we do style boy You what I'm sayin'?
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C, R.I.P niggas that 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 like to eat snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?" Get your ass to the nearest ATM I have of fuckin' an' R 'n' B, bitch
And I'll wake up and bounce with all your shit When I apply pressure, son it ain't even I'm about to Bobby for some of that Whitney money McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime Have Keith sweatin' starin' down the barrel from my Since these Harlem World seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan him, "Tell your man Mason Betha, haha, up of that watch now I mean now"
The only excuse for being broke is in jail An entertainer make bail 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 Plottin' to juice her for that Kurupt copped What Jigga just sold 4 mil? He got somethin' to live for Don't want no nigga puttin' four through Bentley Coupe door I'll man handle like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You ain't with no more who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin' on Tone and Poke since found me know not to wear that platinum shit around me I'm a nah for real son I'm sick I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all old school shit Right now I'm bent and I get like this I don't think About to make Stevie J off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun his piece then run This nigga 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
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?
This ain't broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
I'll catch P and Silk The Shocker after the Grammies And Will and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on Timberland and the pound Like you gimme the and you put the hot dog down I it out Been Joe before that's why his ass wanna be a playa no more Mad at you I'm J.D., fuck you, pay me
Had Da Brat 'em, shoulda had his gat with him DMX get down well you tell homey I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my I should rob Clue man, his did well I wanna TQ but his shit ain't sell I hit the studios, take shit and Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass Tell gimme the cash before I empty three
I'll beat ass like that white boy on MTV Cannibus wanna battle I'm stickin' them up Nigga get capped coroners 'em up Heavy tried to hide his shit, 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 Blackstreet on a back street in a jeep
One at a time get out and take off your Did you ever think that you be this rich? Did you ever think that you would these hits? Did you think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your shit like mine? I'ma stickin' niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that like Robyn Givens I'm hungry for real I'm 'bout to stick C That nigga still eatin' off first LP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the He asked me if I had enuff I told him, "Gimme more" Is you feelin' this? Then for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for Gods People
This serious broke 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 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'? Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes It don't matter if you an nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I it I want it 50 Cents fuckin' around
Track Masters ain't around Crazy Cat fuckin' around The Madd Rapper fuckin' around So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, your pockets everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus 'Cuz we get you whether you like it or not