[Verse 1: Fredro Starr] Yeah, if you want it, you can get it right here You can get stuffed in the trunk in the rear Niggas gettin dunked in the pier Rollin' thru the truck with a blunt in the ear Think it until you make the dope, you're no high roller I can sip two beers, I can turn bipolar Schizo, crazy, I'm flipped, I warped That's why no more fuckin' with prescription drugs Everybody got stuck on that road to stardum But the banks aren't empty, shanks aren't empty My brain's all safety, I'm locked to the beat Neva fall off, even if I loose my feet I work all day, so I sleep all night Then wake up with the Bentley with the football lights That's how I took yo wife Told "baby, we can kick it like a football high"
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[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz] Sticky fingers, God of the underground Girls be like "Oh my God" when I come around You waskally wabbits, now I gotta gun 'em down First you wanted beef, now you givin' me the runaround I'll take yo pride, you'll give me my respect See if you can cash this reality check I'm half from Ret, but rest assured When it come to ya'll niggas, less is more Yeah, I took the hustlers oath They said money don't grow on trees, I'm raking the doe Make something outta nothin', that's my upbringing We don't play God but we got the club swingin' I'm br-br-br-br-brolic, don’t need no trainer Don't need no friends, don't need no favors I'm way too loud, I don't need no neighbors Shawty ain't giving head? Well that's a no-brainer