Wooh, yeah, you can get with this or you can get with that   I don't got to tell you hoe, you know I got that crack   Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back   You can have me a P.O. absolute and it's a rap      It's a fact, niggaz know, fuck with us you gettin' clapped   No, I won't say your name 'cause it just put you on the map   And I ain't, into lettin' niggaz eat, no never that   Shorty love the way I swing my game, I got a better bat      Know I'm lethal with this rap shit, c'mon baby holla back   Cut that juggler, you bleedin', no there ain't no stoppin' that   I don't sleep, my eyes open, maybe a good powernap   Spit a verse,then I eventually watch the cheddar stack      I'm shittin' on niggaz, shittin' like it's a got to get slack   This a standin' ovation for homey with a Tek clap   F that, we takin' over baby and that's that   Catch me fuckin' with a bitch that can't stand rap      I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me   Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money   There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me   You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me      I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me   Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money   There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me   You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me      Yeah, gun powder resi' on the sleeve of my Pele   I had to burn my leather and toss 'My Buddy'   Two hundred calls comin' in on my celly   I had to cut the ringer like, "Fuck e'rybody"      Drive the bulletproof all the way to Cali   Lay low for a month or so gettin' very high   Where I'm goin' it gets my mind of the bones   Back on the East Coast I bury now I'm partyin' with Halle Berry      This Hollywood shit'll catch you slippin' if you let it   So niggaz started grillin' me   Like they was gon' take my things   So I assumed I had to set it      Now it's blood splashed all on the ice in my jewelery   They don't know who did it 'cause I did it smoothly   Take my ass back to Queens, it's not like I look for trouble   It seems trouble always finds me, then      I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me   Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money   There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me   You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me      I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me   Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money   There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me   You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me      Look, I got tons of old beef and a brand new forty   A hardcore groupie that would take a bullet for me   A high-priced lawyer just in case a nigga snap   And can't take a joke, and pop a nigga over rap      A horrible splatter in a matter of a second   Dead over a record, shit he sound like he meant it   My crew greater, yeah, I'm talkin' to you hater   I'm too major, two-tone blue gator      New blazer, big gun, little razor   So raise up, that ain't how your momma raised ya   They wire-tappin' to hear somethin', they ear-hustlin'   They won't bust him, why they came in and handcuffed him      It's nothin', there's more 'mati's at the spot   One flat tire's gon' matter if they pop   I pop up tomorrow with the wagon off the lot   Stash box, with the nine magnum with a wop      I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me   Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money   There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me   You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me      I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me   Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money   There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me   You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me