Attention please, attention please!!
This sh*t here feels like a whole entire 
world collapsed
Motherf*cker! Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) yeah
Yeah (yeah) 
yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) 
buck

Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now
What you want now? (What you want 
now?)
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now? (What you 
want now?)
What you want now?
(What you want want want want want want buck 
buck)

Ante up. No, cut that fool
They want to act stupid gun-butt that 
fool
When I cock that tool, nigga run your damn jewels
'Fore we f*ck 
around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga
Hunt you down nigga, run 
your ass down
Unleash the hounds 'til them niggaz'll gun your ass down (stop 
it)
You frontin' like this was a thing of the past
With tattoos over the 
scars a nigga left on your ass
My niggaz think lopsided, bust they gat 
cross-sided
In the subways they rob trains runnin along-side it
(Buck 
buck) See motherf*cker we don't play with that sh*t
And if you want your sh*t 
back you had to pay for that sh*t
You little costume niggaz, Romper-Room 
niggaz
Get you in the night or early in the afternoon niggaz
We takin' 
your whole sh*t while we pass through
Even the shirt off your back, nigga run 
that too

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I catch you backstage, give me the 
keys to the Escalade
You think you cute hoe? Take off them Gucci shades
I 
get my dogs to do you dirty, they all seven-thirty
Rock a ski-mask, whether 
it's June or February
I take your show money (oh) take your 'dro money 
(oh)
Yo yap that fool, cause I don't know money
For my peeps that hate 
slow money
I put them in the industry
So they can come and take all your 
money
Wish I could bring Pun back
Bitch, run that
Bitch, run that 
Bitch, run that
So keep actin' like you don't know where the funds at
And 
I'ma show y'all motherf*ckers where the guns at

Ante up Yo yap that 
bitch
She try to spaz out then smack that bitch
Hoe you don't be rhymin', 
you still memorizin'
Remi want them God damn diamonds (huh)

* Ante up 
Yap that fool
Ante up Kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see 
the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn diamonds (huh)
Ante up Yap that 
fool
Ante up Kidnap that fool
Get him (get him) get him
Hit him (hit 
him) hit him
Yap him (zap him) yap him (zap him)

Ante up Yap that 
fool
F*ck hip-hop, rip pockets, snatch jewels
Ante up

What? My 
whole family nuts
Run up yo' stash house, tie granny up
Make you strip 
butt-naked
Young buck got struck with the gun butt
Quit tryin to tuck the 
necklace
I'm young hungry armed and reckless
On the streets with a death 
wish
Don't hide when you see me, I'm on the guestlist

Ante 
up

Show no mercy, BK, nigga, thirsty thirsty
We bang hollows, you 
misrepresentin'
The game motherf*cker you lame and your chain hollow
Hit 
him (hit him) hit him, flash the tech
Yap your chain, smash the lens in your 
specs
Listen it's Lil' Fame right
With that Brownsville mentality to 
Shanghai

Hey yo I'm firin' out a coppertop city, with a whole empire
A 
clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of fire
Eat deep dirt nigga 
(yep)
It's Berk' I put in work until it hurt nigga (step)
Easy out the 
truck punk, 'fore I leave your ass leakin'
I'ma bang til the springs in this 
thang start squeakin'
Die c*cksucker, boom bap boom bap
Alright 
motherf*cker, what's wrong with you

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