Yo, yo
 Nobody knew where he came from, or got his name from
 All we know is he killed Keith with the same gun
 He used on Terrell, Tone from outta jail
 Now he we livin and makin a lotta mil
 Watch that cat, send thugs to stop that cat
 But niggas like him always got the gat
 Gotta take 'em off, gotta play them all real soon
 Call them hoes we hit in Cancoon, get them a room
 At the Radison over Madison
 I'm imaginin somewhere down the line Im'a have to use my gat again
 I'm alright with stayin up all night
 And puffin dark chocolate trees til the dark turns light
 That nigga seen us, you actin like there's no beef between us
 Act like, he ain't got cream swayin the dope fiends around the co'na
 You ?fucked my man? he got me on'na
 Whole 'notha level, money grippa's a gonna'

 Chorus [Black Rob & Cee-Lo]

 Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
 Actin like they wanna do som'thin to us
 Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
 I'll negotiate the matter in gats he trust
 In the club one night, war spittin at us
 In the corner sippin drinks on some real hush hush
 Yeah, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
 Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us

 [Black Rob]
 Made them hoes approach duke on some "How ya doin shit"
 Small talk made 'em walk out, thinkin with his *Silence* (Sho' man)
 Just like I thought, he about to get caught
 They goin all out in the backseat suckin 'em off
 Cee-Lo, stay close dogg, we ain't tryin to lose 'em (Alright)
 Only thing on my dome is what I'm gon' do to 'em
 He killed Keith, I knew that playa since he was small
 When he used to ball, and mess with Polly down the hall
 Now he ghost, and this crab niggas to blame
 Gotta ?fuck him? with his name, Im'a put in his brain
 But slow down, he's pullin over, park right behind that Nova
 If duke wake up, put 36 in his Rover, cut the motor
 He tryin to draw attention to us
 This ain't the time baby boy, this is about to blow up
 Syncronize ya Rol' up, we got one minute to rock it
 Murder's a hard job, but somebodies gotta stop it

 Chours

 [Cee-Lo]
 Just off the plane on a New York vacation 'ang
 Come on, lets get gone, nigga its on a gang
 Swervin in the rain, and workin the woodgrain
 We did about two ?????next lane?
 Now feel the pain
 And if its affectin you it involves me in it
 And its all great 'cause I get on a niggas ass in a minute
 We've established innocence, this Benz ain't rigged
 Its easy, accelerate and make those twenties rotate
 Even the corner cowboy ??? hennesy straight
 Satisfaction, in the midst of all the interaction
 I sense tension, here
 and some nigga over there's givin us his undivided attention
 Aiyyo Rob yo, is that this nigga (Who?)
 Is that this nigga that been 'round here fuckin with'choo?
 Want you want me to do?
 Who you want me to run over, and run through?
 With my gun drew, and unleash my wrath upon you
 We can battle, but nigga, but pay for the bad news is true
 This nigga done did somethin that he can't undo
 And anybody who came here with him deserves one too
 Is it true fuckin up my good clothes on you, scandalous hoes
 I suppose these bullet holes make ya widow keep the casket closed
 How you kids gonna get gay back to you, thats how it goes
 Cee-Lo, Black Rob, Goodie Mob, Bad Boy, down south
 Up top it gon' stop

 Chorus x2