[Intro] What wh-wh-what what what, n***a {7X} Yo.. c'mon with it n***a This for my n***a right here, strictly for my n***az What, turn it up, turn the.. turn the level up [Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"] All we want to do is make money That's all that we want to do Long as y'all n***az don't f** with us Then my crew don't f** with you (feel me, n***a bounce) All we want to do is make money That's all that we want to do Y'all n***az, if you think about f**in with us Then my crew gon' f** with you [Royce Da 5'9"] Yo, yo, yo.. how many n***az want to be On the receivin end of a bullet; thugs, keepin it real Stay heated with steel, I can see dude that you k**ed And watch me flee to Brazil You don't want to make nothin of this Naw, I ain't nothin to this, ain't nothin to spit f**in with me gets you nothin but hit Openin up clutchin the fifth, somethin just n***az must admit 5'9" n***a with game, knowin all enemy names Sendin ten at the same shots through ten in your Range Into your brain, hearing at the end of your reign Uhh, ain't sh** sweet All y'all n***az gon' know when I finish that I can get when I put my mind to it And all y'all n***az gon' know when I finish that I can get when I put my nine to it I'm here to get the goods in ma** amounts Give it back to the hood, pa** it out Get a brand new house, cash it out Got a problem with it n***a? We can blast it out You hate this, runnin through holes like shoelaces Here to make a statement Even if it means puttin you under the pavement Drop while I'm foamin at the mouth for dough, money I taste it Everybody gotta have a heart as core And it seems that it's always yours But it never drip-drops in a storm When it rains it'll always pour (what?) Y'all n***az know the deally wit me All y'all n***az sound silly to me And I gotta believe, if you ain't feelin me That you gotta be harder to please to feel it to me Feel this, n***a bounce [Chorus] ? 2X w/ ad libs [Royce Da 5'9"] What, what? We tryna take over the world Any n***a with ears that can hear or comprehend Ain't one n***a livin I'm scared of All my n***az'll be jumpin in And for any n***a thinkin that he out of his sh** Snatched out of his whip Fed to the dogs, get an ultimatum or pick As to what he want to get hit by ? the rott or the pitt Up in the 'burbs, chillin with nothin but birds We cash checks on the third And when I say that I'm out for the green You know a n***a mean every aspect of the word (Yeah) Walk the street It's a n***a that stalk you, chatterin your teeth Runnin your mouth until I pull out with the heat Tellin you that talk is cheap And it'll cost you true King of the king n***a with more beef than a war chief you can't defeat nor beat Smile at the sight of a thug, then I go right for the blood This n***a thought he was cold so I hit him with more heat (Blaow!) n***az don't even deserve to breathe How the f** is you servin me? I'm the n***a with the pump ready to dump all nine shots Until your body turn burgundy ? want war n***a? You don't want to f** with this, what's all of this You might as well un-ball your fist You think the real n***az fight with fists? Let me be the first to tell you that it's all a myth I ain't playin with y'all n***az, it ain't a game Real n***az recognize the real So when I aim, I aim to hit And I came to spit sh** you feel Feel this (feel me) [Chorus] ? 2X w/ ad libs [Outro] What wh-wh-what what what, n***a {15X} What, n***a, what, n***a What wh-wh-what what what, n***a!