Holton Street   Dean Street (click clack)   President (uh huh)   Nostril out (DP's)   Orange Al (RPG's)   Tee Town (Who wanna ride?)   Brooklyn   Come on, Come on      Sittin' in the living room on the floor   Hunger pain got me on some migraine shit   But I'm gonna maintain   Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name   And my homies in the same boat going through the same thing   Ready for a caper   Better plot for the paper   We been living in the dark since April   On the candle   Gotta get a handle   My homie got a 25 automatic added to the gamble   Nigga get the phone book look up in the yellow page   Lemme tell you how we finna get paid   We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver   We gonna stick the 25 up in his face   Lets ride, stepping outside like warriors   Head to the notorious Southside   One weapon to the four of us   Hiding in the corridor until we see the dominos car headlights   White boy in the wrong place at the right time   Soon as the car door open up he mine   We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose   By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes   You know what this is   It's a stick up   Gimme the do' from your pickups   You ran into the wrong niggaz   We running down the block hot with these pizza boxes   So we split up and met back at the apartment      Hell yeah (yo ain't you hungry my nigga?)   Hell yeah (you wanna get paid my nigga?)   Hell yeah (ain't you tired of starving my nigga?)   Hell yeah (well lets ride then)   Hell yeah, Hell yeah      I know a way we can get paid you can get down but you can't be afraid   Let's go to the DMV   And get a ID   The name says you but the face is me   Now it's your turn take my paper work   Like 1, 2, 3 lets make it work   Then, fill out the credit card application   And its gonna be bout 3 weeks a waiting   For American Express, Discovery Card   Platinum visa, master card   Cause we was spooked as shit like we's was targets   Now we just walk right up and say charge it   To the game we rocking brand names   Well known at department store chains   Even got the boys in the crew a few things   Po Po never know who to true blame   Sto' after Sto' you know we kept rolling   Wait two weeks report the car stolen   Repeat the cycle like a laundry mat   Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch   Coming out the mall with the shopping bags   We can take it right back then get the cash   Yea, get a friend and then do it again   Damn right that's how we paid the rent      Hell yeah   Time to get this paper   I'm down for the caper   Please steady on   It's a deadly struggle   We all gotta hustle   This is the way we survive   (repeat)      I know a caper   We can get some government paper   You know food stamps can we really do that   Hell yea, right there for the taking   Fuck welfare we say reparations   And, uh, you know the grind   Get up early get in the line and just wait   Everybody on break that's part of the game   And when they call your name   Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim   I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless   But I gotta eat regardless   No family to run to I'm 22   Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do   My sad story made her feel close to me   I made her feel like it was an emergency   When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe   I came back with a big bag of groceries (hell yeah)      Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day   I find out how to pimp on the system   Two steps ahead of the manager   Getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register   And when I'm working late nights stockin' boxes I'm creepin' their merchandise   And don't put me on dishes I'm dropping them bitches   And taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit   We ain't getting paid commission, minimum wage, modern day slave conditions   Got me flippin' burgers with no power   Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour   I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position   I take mine off the top like a politician   Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living   I got mouths to feed I gots to get it      Hell yeah (you down to roll my nigga?)   Hell yeah (you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga?)   Hell yeah (your woman need money and things my nigga?)   Hell yeah (well lets ride then)   Hell yeah      If you claiming gangsta   Then bang on the system   And show that you ready to ride   Till we get our freedom   We got to get over   We steady on the grind   (repeat)