(feat. Begetz)

[Chorus x2: Begetz]

We them killas that you read about
Playin wit them toys, and pullin heaters out
Keep talkin %#@! and we gon air it out

Takin Other People Money is what we all about

[Fredro Starr]

Aiyo, I roll wit the Gods and them, the Stars and them
Hundred thousand dollar dollar cars and them
Firestarr move deep like the mob and them

America Mafia dot com and them
(Yo, dat be dem) The wild life, livin it up
You get clapped for ya dough, instead of givin it up

(Yo, dat be dem) Late nights, I-95
!@&@e in the rye, flashlights searchin the side
(Yo, dat be dem) Shots howl, rollin wit kings

Thirty ninth street, B.D.'s bringin me greed
(Yo, dat be dem) Goin uptown, coppin a war
Real %#@!, Dominicans wit they glocks at the door

Word up

[Chorus x2]


[Fredro Starr]
Aiyo, the deans we don't $#&@s wit them, or rocks wit them

Before I get locked, I'mma bust shots at them
Broke (*##$es never trustin them, or lustin them
Pushin the back pocks so I can bust in them

(But, dat be dem) After-party, sexin wit chicks
Ex-out in the mornin, still $#&@in the (*##$
(But, dat be dem) Dice games: 4,5,6

Well it's a drought, ^!$$%s holdin bout 4/5 bricks
(But, dat be dem) The bartender hold me a gat
Gettin bottle after bottle, gettin sent to the back

(But, dat be dem) Riker's Island, H.T.M.
On the visit ^!$$%s, bringin weed taped to they Timbs
Word up


[Chorus x2]


[Fredro Starr]
Wild life, killa Queens, ya runs wit them
My dirty Brooklyn ^!$$%s, get one's wit them

Ferrari drop behind the Rover, that's my dunns and them
Rob who? what my ^!$$%s keep guns on them
(Dat be dem) X-5, GBM

Signal lights in the mirror, (*##$es next to them
(Dat be dem) Glassware, cookin up drugs
In the club lost, lookin for love

(Dat be dem) A hundred fans, chasin them down
(*##$ ^!$$%s in the projects, hatin 'em now
(Dat be dem) Takin holes, a !@%!e and ya grow

Buyin clothes, just to open they nose and open they codes

[Chorus to fade]