S: Fuck tha world C: Yeah
 S: Yeah C: You got to sick with it hoes
 S: Sick with it C: The No Limit Soldiers
 S: North  South to tha West C: Celly Cel
 S: Celly Cel C: Silkk the Shocker
 S: Uh  huh C: In this motherfucker
 S: I'm in this bitch C: Mob shit  nigga
 S: Mob shit C: Respect
 S: A'ight  check it C: Fuck tha world
 S: Fuck tha world C: Fuck tha world
 S: Celly Cel  tell these busters by theyself
 Celly Cel:
 They got no time to be trippin' on
 Niggas that's tryin' to keep me down
 I put that bumpin' on your trunk and
 Lace the nation's underground
 Let them know about the ghetto mentality
 Niggas get smoked for nothing at all
 They want you up our of the game
 When they see you get on your feet and ball
 Faulty niggas never run me off my cellblock
 I always kick it
 I ain't never had it
 I wanna see every black man
 In the world with a meal ticket
 Eatin' steak and lobster
 Crackin' crab, sippin' Don P 'til they hurl
 But in the meantime
 Speakin' for all my niggas
 Fuck tha world!
 Silkk:
 Man, I just touched down
 Me and Celly think up on some plan
 Until we got lip on the bud
 'Fore this shit get up outta hand
 Fuck niggas hatin'
 Fuck niggas lovin'
 I deal with it
 See, I'm a No Limit Soldier
 When it tops
 I get sick with it
 Niggas better stop like a sign
 Or they drop like a dime
 Fuck the 4 1 on the trunk
 Already got mine
 See fuck you
 Fuck the click
 Fuck the girl that you with
 Nigga, man, like fuck the whole world
 I'm tryin' to get rich
 Bitch!
 Celly Cel, then Silkk
 Chorus 4x:
 Fuck tha world (fuck tha world)
 Fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch)
 Fuck these haters (fuck these haters)
 Get rich (get rich)
 Celly Cel
 What's up with it man?
 You got a problem
 With the way I'm doin' my thang?
 I lets my nuts hang
 Then put these niggas the flash to go insane
 Oh, that be me
 Let's kick it
 Just don't pull your check late
 We ride up on you and catch you slippin'
 Checkmate!
 Lie down and best watch out
 Every thang nowadays you can't trust
 Now one of these niggas
 They coulda been paid to put a head out on us
 You understanding' me like I say
 Keep it in the family, man
 You can't miss
 Eliminate them haters and you mix
 Fuck tha world
 Bitch!
 Silkk:
 Be and watch your money
 Nigga all about your scratch
 Everyday I gotta plot and
 Make it 'til I'm on top
 To make my dollars and stats
 On the real
 We big time fuckin' ballers
 Niggas, shot callers
 Lay in 'em drop tops
 Gold thangs and M-40's
 Well you gotta have
 Big paper, nigga
 Just to fuckin' kick it
 Ain't no bitches in the streets, nigga
 This motherfucker get wicked
 See, a multi pet nigga
 But I be TRU to this shit
 First of all, about my money
 Fuck a bitch
 I'm tryin' to get rich!
 Chorus:
 Celly Cel:
 Crept from the bottom
 Man, I struggled all my motherfucking life
 Use to have a razor blade
 Sliced through solid, eh, one
 Why not?
 The only way to get some scrilla
 If you knockin,' then fuck what you talkin'
 Broke ass nigga
 Owe everything in the hood owe thangs
 If you walkin'
 You the same type of niggas
 That hate on everything a playa do
 Always talkin' about
 I woulda done this
 I woulda done that
 Fuck you!
 Wark ass nigga don't wanna see
 They don't get nothing'
 Don't wanna give me no props
 Smile on your face
 When you post-up
 Stab you in the back
 When you need a bluff
 Silkk:
 Well, fuck 'em!
 'Cuz, see, we be all about our payday
 From South to the West
 Bitch, we connect, bitch


 We wreck this like an AK
 I get bang like some hoes
 I get hang like some clothes
 When I get done I'ma slap you
 Like some motherfucking dough
 But if only you blow
 Nigga, red like some rose
 I hope your whole click pick you the bitch
 You like some motherfucking F O
 I'm all about my paper, nigga
 I'm rowdy, bitch
 I'm 'bout getting paid
 So, I'm bout getting rich
 Chorus