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 its 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 ya'll 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 ya'll can't hold us

Gone for 15/5 when you see me its 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 its 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 its 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 its 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)