Verse One: Mase

Now, who`s hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed who`s mostly Goldie down 
to the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain`t nuttin change but my limp
Can`t stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love
You don`t believe in Harlem World nigga double up
We don`t play around it`s a bet lay it down
nigga didn`t know me ninety-one bet they know me now
I`m the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can`t no PHD niggaz hold me down, Cooter
schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie 
*singers come in over this last line*

	I don`t know what, they want from me
	It`s like the more money we come across
	The more problems we see
	(repeat 2X)

Verse Two: Puff Daddy

Yeah yeah, ahaha, from the C-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-Y
know you`d rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin now`s
when all the ballin stops, nigga never
home got a chrome one and a yacht
Ten years from now we`ll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won`t stop
Now whatcha gonna do when it`s cool
bag a money much longer than yours
and a team much stronger than yours, violate me
this`ll be your day, we don`t play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it ain`t enough time here, ain`t enough lime here
for you to shine here, deal with many women
but treat dimes fair, and I`m
bigger than the city lights down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah yeah

        I don`t know what, they want from me
        It`s like the more money we come across
        The more problems we see
	(repeat 2X)

Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.

Uhh, uhhh
B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I`m flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it`s cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain`t no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your roadies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep their hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G.
be flossin jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, get the phone number
your name, I got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
on trizack, leave your ass kizzack

        I don`t know what, they want from me
        It`s like the more money we come across
        The more problems we see
	(repeat 3X)
	What`s goin on?
	What`s goin on?
        I don`t know what, they want from me
        It`s like the more money we come across
        The more problems we see
	(repeat 3X to fade)