Attention please, attention please   This shit here feels like a whole entire world collapsed   Motherfucker, 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 fuck around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga      Hunt you down nigga, run your ass down   Unleash the hounds till them niggaz will 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 motherfucker we don't play with that shit   And if you want your shit back you had to pay for that shit      You little costume niggaz, Romper-Room niggaz   Get you in the night or early in the afternoon niggaz   We takin' your whole shit 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 Escalate   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, take your 'dro money   (Oh, 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   (Blaow)   Bitch, run that   (Blaow)   Bitch, run that   (Blaow)   Bitch, run that      So keep actin' like you don't know where the funds at   And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers 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'   Remy want them goddamn diamonds   (Uh)      Ante up, yap that fool   Ante up, kidnap that fool   It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'   Get up off them goddamn diamonds   (Uh)      Ante up, yap that fool   Ante up, kidnap that fool   Get him, get him, hit him, hit him   (Get him, hit him)   Yap him, yap him   (Zap him, zap him)      Ante up, yap that fool   Fuck hip hop, rip pockets   Snatch jewels   Ante up      What? My whole family suck   Run up yo' stash house, tie granny up   Make you strip butt-naked   Young buck got struck with the gun butt   (For what?)      For 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 guest list   Ante up      Show no mercy B.K., nigga, thirsty thirsty   We bang hollows, you misrepresentin'   the game motherfucker you lame and your chain hollow   Hit him, hit him, flash the tech   (Hit him)      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 copper top city, with a whole empire   A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of Fiyahh   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 till the springs in this thang start squeakin'   Die cocksucker, boom BAP boom BAP   Aight motherfucker, what's wrong with you?      Ante up, yap that fool   Ante up, kidnap that fool   It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'   Get up off them goddamn diamonds   (Uh)      Ante up, yap that fool   Ante up, kidnap that fool   Get him, get him, hit him, hit him   (Get him, hit him)   Yap him, yap him   (Zap him, zap him)      Ante up, yap that fool   Fuck hip hop, rip pockets   Snatch jewels   Ante up