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 that OD Aiyyo, the bottom line is I'ma crook a deal If my record don't sell rob and steal You better recognize 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 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 Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga Have Keith sweatin' starin' down the from my nine Since these Harlem World niggaz 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 for being broke is bein' in jail An can't make bail if he broke as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a of time Probably to clap him, run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the for four blocks to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped What Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin' to for Don't want no nigga puttin' through that Bentley Coupe door I'll man Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You ain't with no more who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin' on Tone and Poke they found me Steve 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 school 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 nigga 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
ain't serious Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
This serious Being can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
I'll 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 gimme the and you put the hot dog down I it out robbin' Joe before that's why his ass Don't wanna be a no more 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 and RZA for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky gimme the before I empty three
beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Cannibus wanna battle I'm stickin' them up Nigga get coroners pickin' 'em up Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to ya He said, "Why you robbin' me I got but love for ya" Caught for his Cash Money piece Told him I want it all he said, "Even my teeth?" I caught Blackstreet on a street in a black jeep
One at a time get out and take off shine Did you ever think that you be this rich? Did you ever that you would have these hits? Did you ever think 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 Michael
Catch for half that cash like Robyn Givens I'm for real I'm 'bout 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 I told him, "Gimme some more" Is you feelin' this? wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin' People
ain't serious Being broke can you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
This ain't Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you what I'm sayin'? Niggas got to get up that's just how it goes down It don't if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin'
Masters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't around The Madd ain't fuckin' around So watch your backs, watch pocket book, watch your pockets everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus 'Cuz we get you whether you like it or not