What  what
 What  what  what
 (H World)
 What  what  what
 (All Out)
 What  what  what  what  what
 (Take it back to the streets  mutha fucka)
 What  what  what  what  what
 Yo  this for my niggas in the streets
 (What what what what)
 Foreign cars and the jeeps
 (What what what what)
 Make about a fuckin' million in a week
 (What what what what)
 When I can't forget that we all still street

 Yo  yo
 You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
 Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'
 A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision
 Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission
 So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
 If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know
 We got the same guns that you got, but better though
 And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know
 See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down
 And I stand over your head, like look at you now
 And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
 Like, "Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"
 Wit' me it's more intense, nigga
 So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga
 And you know when I come, I leave no prints nigga
 And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga
 Nigga, nigga

 1 - Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
 And I know you ain't as smart as you think
 (Take it back to the streets)
 You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
 Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
 (Take it back to the streets)

 Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
 And I know you ain't as smart as you think
 (Take it back to the streets)
 You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
 Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think

 Yo, yo
 Not only do I know the rights, I know the wrongs
 Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the song
 And if you claim you a nigga that know me long
 And you should know I'mma die with my Rolley on
 I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp
 Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
 Money exempt, instead you niggas are blimp
 And every bitch in every state know Mase is the pimp
 See I'm unlike the ones who fail you, when I know where you
 Live, I'mma send my kid to take care of you
 I'll bring it to my man if he try to spare you
 I'd tie something up if I wanted to scare you
 Make it where your own shadow won't stand near you
 And they send the trauma unit to come repair you
 Now there you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
 With your Bentley, we don't give a fuck about your car
 Who you are

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 Yo, yo
 You can't never love a man so much you can't doubt him
 Let him know certain shit you gotta do without him
 And if ya got guns, don't leave home without it
 You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go about it
 See I never kill a man, and I do it vainly
 I won't ever let a mutha fucka know I'm angry
 Cuz when I get caught and they come arraign me
 It be a surprise witness that come to hang me
 I figure, if I'mma do it, I'mma do it my way
 Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Friday
 Then Sunday, I'mma meet 'em on the highway
 See where his exit is and keep it movin'
 Monday I'm off the exit
 All I wanna find out is where the complex is
 And by Tuesday I'm sittin' in the complexes
 All I wanna find out is where the address is
 And by Wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the knee
 A nigga tried to run away and dropped the key
 Now you in the hospital, not critical
 Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the whole block wit' you
 Friday hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you
 Need somebody help you with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
 Soon as you get home and put the key in the door
 Click, clack, now get on the floor, I told you nigga

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