Some cats really like to, you know   Profile and front   And then the jooks go down, all at once they like      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      You're out on the block hustling at the spot   Got, this is how you get Got   At the gamblin' spot and your hand is mad hot   Got, this is how you get Got   Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your rocks   Got, this is how you get Got   Some girl from pink house said, "I like you alot"   Got, this is how you get Got      This one goes to all them Big Will cats   With ice on they limbs and big rims on they Ac   You rollin' 'round town with your system bumped   And your windows cracked low to profile and front   Now I like to have nice things just like you   But I'm from Brooklyn, certain shit you just don't do   Like high postin' when you far from home   Or like high postin' when you all alone   Now this would seem to be clear common sense   But cats be livin' off, sheer confidence      Like "Fuck that, picture them tellin' me run that"   But acting invincible, just ain't sensible   It's nineteen ninety-now, and there's certain individuals   Swear they rollin' hard and get robbed on principle   5 star general, flashin' all your revenue   You takin' a ride on the Downstate medical, like   Colorful sparks, yellow and blue   A full on attack and it's happening to you   Wit' nothing you can do but bust back and cop a plea   But five of them and one of you, that equal Got to me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Come on ya'll now, let's be real   Some jokers got a rough time keepin' it concealed   I wonder what it mean, it's probably self-esteem   They fiending to be seen, get hymned like Aberdeen   Cats think it can't happen until the gats start clappin'   They comin' down the wire spittin' fire like a dragon   'Cause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position   To observe your trick, and then catch that ass slippin'      Like, come on now ock, what you expect?   Got a month's paycheck danglin' off your neck   And while you Cristal sippin', they rubbin' up they mittens   With heat in mint condition to start the getti-gettin'   They clique starts creepin' like Sandanista guerrillas   You screamin' playa haters, these niggas is playa killers   Mr. Fash-ion, that style never last long   The harder you flash, harder you get flashed on      There's hunger in the street that is hard to defeat   Many steal for sport, more steal to eat   Cats heavy at the weigh-in, and they playin' for keeps   Don't sleep, they'll roll up in your passengers seat   There is universal law, whether rich or poor   Some say life's a game, to more, life is war   So put them egos to the side and get off them head-trips   'Fore some cats pull out them heaters and make you head-less      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me      Don't get me   Don't get me   Don't g-g-get me