-if we was owned by the white folks it will be all good   -but we independent, black owned and making scrilla   -we a threat to society   -they ban our movies our videos, but we still #1 in america   -you see a coward can talk shit behind a nigga back   -but only a man can tell you what's on his mind   When he look you in the eyes   -in other words, don't judge a book by it's cover   -see we successful black businessmen   But we also mercenary soldiers      (chorus)      Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him   Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer   (my pops say)      Verse 1 (master p)      I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up   Niggas they popping them keys, master p he fucking ? ?    Besides them g's, I'm ? ? them keys but they didn't know   That I could go gold   Platinum and still slang keys out the record store   This caine got me sick   These niggas they talking that shit   Don't make me load this m16 and split your fucking shit   I caught the game from some old g's   Niggas they slanging they fucking keys   Got the game from new orleans   Now the world know of me   I'm down south hustling from the west   To the east, in the midwest yeah y'all niggas know of me   Trying to slang this ghetto dope to the world   Every woman, man and boy wrap these cd's up like furls   On the corner posted up with them ballers   Slanging that yella, niggas y'all can't hold us   Gone for 15/5 when you see me it's no drought   I'm the nigga on the corner with the fucking gold in my mouth   Got every fucking club bout it bout it   Got every nigga that you see rowdy rowdy   Cause I'm down here hustling putting the ghetto on the map   Independent, black owned and ain't scared to bust no caps      (chorus x3)      Verse 2 (mystikal)      Nigga tell me what you gone do   Its just me and you, you and i   Scrap and scuffle then grab them things mano a mano   If we did the mix   Flury gone smother it leave your ass studdering   Fludging   Tell your fucking boys don't move   Cause like a rug I got them covered   Niggas ain't like they used to be   Back in the days they were playing the dozens   These days niggas will kill ya   Talking shit, say it to the end of my muzzle   We don't want no trouble, black just as subtle   Tell you what you gone fuck around and find   If you disrespect my hustle   None of you niggas fuckers, young niggas fuckable   Some niggas ? ? , dumb niggas suffer   Before you can even think about making a move I'm already on it   I'll have to beat your ass to the punch cause the stong survive only   Hold on bitch this shit bout to hit the ceiling   The interference started from the ground up the building   Behind mine's I just don't give a fuck   Ain't no closing my eyes   I'm gone look in your face and tear your ass up      (chorus x3)      Verse 3 (silkk)      Aaahh it's murder   Do or die, killed or be killed   Nigga who am i   Silkk the shocker, do or die for a mil   Don't you see I be counting money like a machine   No how I'm saying I got to buy my green   For every fiend equals money like ching ching   My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam   By it for 15/5 and I sell it for 18   You know what I'm saying, you know what a nigga like known for   Nigga kill himself before he caught the bad one,   You know what we known for   And it's all good in the hood, but I still stay strapped   Keep my hands on my 45 cause these days niggas will try to straight jack   And you know how I'm saying, 4 g's and I run it   Never seen a nigga retire from the dope game, until I done it   And it's cool I gotta reach eight digits   Any nigga in my way I gots to kill him   Got a look a man in the eye before you drill him      (chorus)