Mase - n***az Wanna Act lyrics

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 angelettie, bad boy, n***as ain't ready [mase] Yo, you the type of cat in the building holdin' the cracks Sling some to n***as on the corner holdin' the gatts n***a come through or n***a k**, never blow back You the n***a never did but send in all the facts Yo, i know n***as like you cuz 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 a fool in the yoke Two to his throat, take his j**els 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, fill up the season and start squeezin' n***as talkin' sh**, be behind the cars weavin' There's no breathin', ain't nobody in here leavin' You k** my man, i k** your b**h, now we're even I'm from a cold world, where it's bleeding 20 degrees in fahrenheit n***as get sniped for no reason Do a lot of work, got plenty funds and many guns Many sons, n***as do anything to anyone And on the streets i don't doubt nuttin' So when you talk to mase better watch yo mouth son [mase & busta rhymes] 1 - yo, if n***as wanna act we can act You n***as wanna scrap, we can scrap You n***as got gatts, we got gats You n***as wanna style, we style If you get foul, we get foul You get wild, we get wild Yo, if n***as wanna act we can act You n***as wanna scrap, we can scrap You n***as got gatts, we got gats You n***as wanna style, we style If you get foul, we get foul You get wild, we get wild [mase] Yo, started with a blue whip, got a silver new whip Cuz feds watch when i do sh**, keep poppin' up new sh** Think the whole harlem world on some clue sh** We crisp bub sippers, drip club n***as Peace to the street team, ya'll get love n***as Six years ago i was the have-not n***a, hot n***a Represent for all my block n***as Now i'm 6 drop n***az, baggette rock n***as 10 g's a show and i ain't even drop n***as Shock n***as who thought i was a pop n***a You go against mase you get your wig rocked n***a! Players like me'll leave your whole block bitter Roll hard like when i see the bank stop n***a Hustle is a hustle, so i never knock a n***a Don't really f** with jane, but still i cop jigger Repeat 1 [mase] 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 shot in every category n***as 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 j**els that be chuckie over iceberg rugbie Pushin' a benz buggey, for better badge, roll fever for notes And need i approach little n***as seated in coach I mean, um, think it's smaller than the weed in my roach The seed in my smoke, the n***as ain't cheap, they broke Oh yeah, this my dough year Jealousy and envy'll get you nowhere You don't like me, bet against me You right, got dough do whatever you like I get front row seats on the night of the fight My roley too tight how many links, loosen my ice And 'for i scoop the dice, bet a grand i be the duece spice n***as who'll make dough, i can affily with 'em I'm dyin' from a sickness known as willie-ism Repeat 1 until fade