[Chorus: Olivia]   We, we don't give a fuck about you   Your homey on the block can get it too   Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your   crew, before I put a hit out on you   Before I let my niggaz come through   Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, gang-ster      [50 Cent]   Yeah!   I come creepin through your hood in the dead of the night boy   It's good that you ain't scared to die cause you might boy   Nigga cross the line, and my wolves'll jump on you   The beef escalate, they'll be back to dump on you   They follow orders, I tell 'em to let off that pump at you   Before you snitch, yeah see I know what you chumps'll do   Sunny day, hot fudge, vanilla banana split   Four niggaz in a whip, AK banana clip   War time, frontline, nigga ride or run and hide   Everything alive dies, why ask why? Why cry   Man up, chump, worryin is for the weak   You could hold your own or get left for dead in the street      [Chorus]      [Tony Yayo]   Yeah, yeah   In the hood when I pop up, minked up and rocked up   Niggaz ice grill cause these O.G.'s is washed up   I got a left like, Winky Wright   My pinky bright, my bank card'll end your life   Niggaz scheme but they sweeter than, cookies'n'cream   Homey I got more blocks than Hakeem the Dream   That ain't taskforce money, that's real police   I got my ratchet in the alley with that fiend Denise   Cruise the streets, stuntin in that Maybach sixty-two   Nigga what my dope goin fo', 62, c'mon! A gram   By man, my plan's to expand   Try to jux and you hoods get catscans      [Chorus]      [Lloyd Banks]   Uhh, Banks   I got a crew of schitzos behind me, I give 'em the word   They'll wet your whole block up, like the tsunami   Try me, and your mami'll be right in the lobby   And they'll be feedin you Jello, like you're Bill Cosby   Yeah everybody yellin yeah, so the beef cook   Then somebody gets hit in the melon, then they tellin   Don't go tongue lashin we pull it   Niggaz'll put stabs in your boy like Brad Pitt in Troy   Be shakin like a cutty, with his last bit of boy   And I'll be calm cause there's bulletproof glass in the toy   Yeah I'm flashy as fuck, mashin with Buck   Windows up blowin big cause there's stash in the truck, what?      [Chorus]