Yo, check this out right, Harlem on da rise. And you don't

want no problem with us guys. M-A-dollar sign-E and if you

ever out tryin' to find me, I think I should warn you, I get

hard when I want to ***, Bad Boy, niggaz ain't ready



Verse One:



Yo, you the type of cat in the building holdin' the cracks

Sling some to niggaz on the corner holdin' the gats

Nigga come through or nigga kill, never blow back

You the nigga never ***

Yo I know niggaz like you cause I meet 'em all the time

And I treat 'em with the 9 if they ever keep what's mine

If I lose I get loc, put I full in the ***

Two to his throat, take his jewels and his coat

More than likely, you ain't got to like me

And this might be the last time I take you nicely

For my legion *** and start squeezin'

Niggaz talkin' shit, ***

There's no breathin', ain't nobody in here leavin'

You kill my man, I kill your bitch, now we're even

I'm from a cold world, *** , 20 degrees in Fahrenheit

Niggaz get sniped for no reason

Do a lot of work, got plenty funds and many guns

Many sons, niggaz do anything to anyone

And on the streets ***

So when you talk to Mase better watch ya mouth son



Chorus: Busta Rhymes



Yo, if niggaz wanna act we can act

You niggaz wanna scrap, we can scrap

You niggaz got gats, we got gats

You niggaz wanna style, we style

If you get foul, we get foul

You get wild, we get wild



Verse Two:



Yo, started with a blue whip, got a silver new whip

Cause feds watch when I do shit, keep poppin' up new shit

Think the whole Harlem World on some clue shit

We Crys bub sippers, *** club niggers

Peace to the street team, y'all get love niggaz

Six years ago I was the have not nigga, hot nigga

Represent for all my block niggaz

Now I'm 6 drop niggaz, *** rock niggaz

10 G's a show and I ain't even drop niggaz

Shock niggaz who thought I was a pop nigga

You go against Mase yuo get your wig rocked nigga!

Payers like me'll leave your whole block bitter

Roll hard like when I see the bank *** nigga

Hustle is a hustle, so I never knock a nigga

Don't really fuck with ***, but still I cop jigga



Chorus



Verse Three:



Yo, I do this everyday, why brag about the glory?

Tell you the whole truth, never half the story

You wasn't no hater, you'd probably be happy for me

Billboard first line in every category

Niggaz say they love me, they don't love me

I know deep down they wanna slug me

I feel a vibe when they hug me

Luckily I rock jewels that be chuckie over Iceberg rugbie

Pushin' a Benz buggie, for better badge

*** fever for notes

So ***

Little niggaz seated in coach

I mean, uhm, think it's smaller than the weed in my roach

*** my smoke

The niggaz ain't cheap; they broke

Oh yeah, this my doe year

Jealousy and envy'll get you nowhere

You don't like me, bet against me

You right, got doe do whatever you like

I get front row seats on the night of the fight

My Roley too tight *** loossen my ice

And 'for I scoop the dice, bet a grand I be the ***

Niggaz who'll make doe, I can affily with 'em

I'm dyin' from a sickness known as Willie-ism



Chorus/outro