[Mase]   Change the beat now and take one of those sounds out      [Allen Iverson]   Yo this is the answer   Its a dirty, dirty, dirty dance   If we don't get the money we want were locked out   That's why I run with them Harlem World niggaz   And everybody I'm runnin' with is the highest paid in what we do   That's why this shit is Pay Per View      Verse One: Allen Iverson      The Answer do mad dirt   Won't hesitate to put in work   Verbal hair trigga   Whatchu up nigga   Lets see your figgas   Is this all you got in your little bank account?   Entrepre nigga bounce   Come back with a much larger amount   And I still stop your bank and what you got in it   As soon as I win it I spend it   In the Benz that's tinted   True balla   I fuck and you call her   I bust nuts and you spoil her   You know the game militant track race   Fuck pretty   Put Murder back in front of MA$E and lets blaze this place   And ask your God do I owe yall like Semi   A.I, Betha in Miami   G's in our pockets   Pullin' out on these bitches like tubs and crocket      Verse Two: Huddy Combs      When there is cheddar to get   Huddy be ready to spit   Thug from the past   Sold drugs by the slab   Use to transport coke through cabs   Like a fork to the hill   Until my nigga Black got killed   Talkin' guns   These niggas talk with ones   Stackin' chips, Harlem World lack no whips   I felt your pain bitch nigga shoot your brains   Four point six with MA$E that's four more chips   Four more dimes can give us head like four more times   I bound the four   All Out were down to ball   I popped a lot plus I'm on the drop the top   I doin' a six   My and OZ screwin' your bitch   My money in NY as long as this shit   That's why world wide strippers want to drool on the dick   When I pop the shot I don't give a fuck who I hit   Huddy Combs, smoothest nigga to ever do all this shit      [MA$E]   These motherfuckers smilin'   You know I'm the only nigga playin'   We ain't playin' withchu nigga   Yall niggas forgettin' my man is the same nigga who put Mike on skates   You tryin' to cross over   We don't fear nobody, no names, no man, no land   We go where we want, do what ever we want to do   We don't get the money we want were locked out   We don't need ten days contract niggas   Is you forgettin' niggas we don't walk on   We franchise shit   You know these niggas? (I don't know these niggas)   All in your face!   BOY!!      Verse Three: Mysonne      Hey yo I gave you a choice   Yall chose the ruff route   Little faggot ass niggas get duffed out   With black eyes, your lips all puffed out   In the alleyways screamin' with your guts out   You just entered a world you know nothing about   We put bricks in bitches while you huff and pout   Steal dreams and politics frill teams   We probably have enough chips to build teams   And if there is no build promise its full of cream   Do-rags and wave spinnin' while I'm in my green   Its like that   You pussy just like cat   I take your man and you wishin' he could fight back   But he can't cuz ny niggas is like crack   We take a hit and you better come right back   And kill you, I assure you its real boo   We in your hood for hoodies and steel too   And anything you niggas want we while do   And all you cats that real I feel you   Because I'm real too   Kill but I ill too   I had respect since I was young and still do   Ain't nothing changed I like nothin' but money and money   I might steal you with death to W Trout      [MA$E]   Now I'm on the beat x4      Verse Four: MA$E      Yo   All the niggas that I'm runnin' with is live and low   Chippin' five for the smoke, got pounds of coke   You know my steez, nigga I die before I'm broke   Kill niggas mob style then wipe ???   You want beef with Murder nigga get the studded   Insulated turn back when spit the pellets   Not only do I do dirt I live to tell it   Leave body in the crib so kids can smell it   How you gon know how I feel?   Can't friend cuz most of them killed   And the other flipped over a deal   Niggas clappin' in the air and that's supposed to be real   What happened to point blank run a hole in his grill   You got money to lose nigga bet against MA$E   I had lodi in Hawaii with measurement fish   Yall niggas is fish cake like I said on my tape   No matter who Puff sign it will never be MA$E   You know where I am   Know where I stand   I'm the only nigga tellin' this willie shit first hand   Got damn   I got sunblock on catchin' a light tan   Floatin' on blue water, lyin' on white sand   Get a hundred grand to spit   Fifty grand to use it   Fifty grand to clear and fifty to just reuse it   Fuck makin' raps for the love of music   Have of them in you for a video and don't even included it BITCH!