[Intro]
What wh-wh-what what what, n***a {7X}
Yo.. c'mon with it n***a
This for my n***a right here, strictly for my n***az
What, turn it up, turn the.. turn the level up
[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
All we want to do is make money
That's all that we want to do
Long as y'all n***az don't f** with us
Then my crew don't f** with you (feel me, n***a bounce)
All we want to do is make money
That's all that we want to do
Y'all n***az, if you think about f**in with us
Then my crew gon' f** with you
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yo, yo, yo.. how many n***az want to be
On the receivin end of a bullet; thugs, keepin it real
Stay heated with steel, I can see dude that you k**ed
And watch me flee to Brazil
You don't want to make nothin of this
Naw, I ain't nothin to this, ain't nothin to spit
f**in with me gets you nothin but hit
Openin up clutchin the fifth, somethin just n***az must admit
5'9" n***a with game, knowin all enemy names
Sendin ten at the same shots through ten in your Range
Into your brain, hearing at the end of your reign
Uhh, ain't sh** sweet
All y'all n***az gon' know when I finish
that I can get when I put my mind to it
And all y'all n***az gon' know when I finish
that I can get when I put my nine to it
I'm here to get the goods in ma** amounts
Give it back to the hood, pa** it out
Get a brand new house, cash it out
Got a problem with it n***a? We can blast it out
You hate this, runnin through holes like shoelaces
Here to make a statement
Even if it means puttin you under the pavement
Drop while I'm foamin at the mouth for dough, money I taste it
Everybody gotta have a heart as core
And it seems that it's always yours
But it never drip-drops in a storm
When it rains it'll always pour (what?)
Y'all n***az know the deally wit me
All y'all n***az sound silly to me
And I gotta believe, if you ain't feelin me
That you gotta be harder to please to feel it to me
Feel this, n***a bounce
[Chorus] ? 2X w/ ad libs
[Royce Da 5'9"]
What, what? We tryna take over the world
Any n***a with ears that can hear or comprehend
Ain't one n***a livin I'm scared of
All my n***az'll be jumpin in
And for any n***a thinkin that he out of his sh**
Snatched out of his whip
Fed to the dogs, get an ultimatum or pick
As to what he want to get hit by ? the rott or the pitt
Up in the 'burbs, chillin with nothin but birds
We cash checks on the third
And when I say that I'm out for the green
You know a n***a mean every aspect of the word
(Yeah) Walk the street
It's a n***a that stalk you, chatterin your teeth
Runnin your mouth until I pull out with the heat
Tellin you that talk is cheap
And it'll cost you true King of the king
n***a with more beef than a war chief you can't defeat nor beat
Smile at the sight of a thug, then I go right for the blood
This n***a thought he was cold so I hit him with more heat
(Blaow!) n***az don't even deserve to breathe
How the f** is you servin me?
I'm the n***a with the pump ready to dump all nine shots
Until your body turn burgundy ? want war n***a?
You don't want to f** with this, what's all of this
You might as well un-ball your fist
You think the real n***az fight with fists?
Let me be the first to tell you that it's all a myth
I ain't playin with y'all n***az, it ain't a game
Real n***az recognize the real
So when I aim, I aim to hit
And I came to spit sh** you feel
Feel this (feel me)
[Chorus] ? 2X w/ ad libs
[Outro]
What wh-wh-what what what, n***a {15X}
What, n***a, what, n***a
What wh-wh-what what what, n***a!