Yeah, how many niggaz that'll die for you

How many get the keys like to ride wit you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggaz know, infrareds on ya head and they ride with you

Verse One: Puff Daddy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

While I'ma ride for you, would you ride for me?

While I'ma die for you, would you die for me?

Obviously, we all know you type of cats

Let they man get struck, never strike back

Stay in the streets, seven days a week

Shit get hot, you never glaze your heat

Stupid motherfucker wanna play me sweet

So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps

Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no dope

Call me anything but broke

When it's on, I guarantee my team don't choke

Wanna war, you niggaz better bring yo 4

And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit

When I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6

And when I'm talkin' to a hoe, let you meet my bitch

When Puff talk, you niggaz take heed of this

Chorus

Verse Two: Mase

Yo, if you down to act, we down to scrap

We beef '89, still watch your back

A nigga smack me, I'ma smack 'em back

If it lead to the guns, then that be that

And lately, niggaz that snake me, just make me

Wanna send 'em heat without AC

Thinks I'm sweet, taste me

How much you really want it?

Enough to put a mil on it or your deal on it?

This year Cancoon guess who I'm goin' with

My own niggaz, see I pay my own trip

Make my own chips, I copped my own 6

I knock my own shit, like I'm on my own dick

My day be short, need coke, raid the fort

I'm knocked by the cops, come blaze the court

And though niggaz ...........?

Disrespect...............?

Like a man below your belt-acapo