Checking this girl named Bonita  used to see her on the late night
 I seen this kid I used to hustle with
 Yo  he don't act the same since I got a name and I went legit
 He's acting kind of shiesty
 Daddy's jealous  that's what they tell us  I guess he might be
 I'm not scrambling  but I'm still making G's
 Not off of keys  but CD's and LP's
 I got the word he's gonna try and rob me
 He used to be my man, damn, am I worried? No, not hardly
 He forgot, or he stopped believing
 I'm the same brother on the block, pop pop for the slightest reason
 If he want it, then it's no sweat
 It's either kill or be killed, and I'm not ready to go yet
 Yeah, he was cool, there was no one cooler
 But if my man try to flip, I'm going out like Rick the Ruler
 He tried to get me but I lucked up, yup
 He made his move but he fucked up, yup
 So when I see him, he's a goner
 His cash flow gotta be low cause I'm knocking down his street corner
 Every day I'm on my P's and Q's
 Since I'm clocking G's I'm packing twos
 And you know four pounds is a lot of weight
 I got him, straight through his chest so I guess that's checkmate
 After he dropped, I copped a bag of tella
 Trow on my hood like I should, I'm a Goodfella
 And that late night bitch, she turned into a snitch
 Started running from the lip, so I'm coming with a clip
 Now she's returned to tell me "What have you learned?"
 If you try to pull my number then you're gonna get burned