Take minks off, take things off   Take chains off, take rings off   Braclets is yapped, fame came off   Ante up, everything off      Fool what you want, we stiflin' fools   Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels?   The rules, back 'em down next thing clap 'em down   Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, bound now, now      Brownsville, home of the brave   Put in work in the street like a slave   Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode   That shit will send you to your grave, so?      You think I don't know that? Blow   Nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that   From the street cousin, you know the drill   I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil      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, oh, yap that fool oh   Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool   Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him   Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him      Them thugs you know, ain't friendly   Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy   You thinkin' it's all good, you creep through a small hood   Goons comin' up outta a cut for your goods and they all should      Ante up yap that fool   You want big money, kidnap that fool   If you up in the club, back out your pis tal money   Catch them fools at the bar for that cristal money      The '87 stick up kids what you niggas sayin'?   Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin'   It's flash that thang time bang, bang time   Ante up, nigga, it's game time      Hand over the ring, take over the chain   Gimme the fuckin' watch before I pop one in your brain   Stop playin' these childish games with me   Representin' 1 7 1 8, dangerously, nigga      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, oh, yap that fool oh   Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool   Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him   Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him      I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater   Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater   Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed   Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials      Code of the streets, owners who creep   Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat   Put holes in your jeep, respect the streets   It's the L I L F A M, M E, E      Yeah nigga Danze, gave you a chance   'Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong   He said he was strong   I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along      So? Fuck you, your honor check my persona   I'm strong enough for old gold and marijuana   I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept   Raise hell till I was tired of stress, yes Lord      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, oh yap that fool oh   Ante up, oh kidnap that fool   Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him   Yap him zap him, yap him, zap him      Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha   The fuck, the fuck, the fuck   Nigga what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck   Ha, what first family, first family