A tech nine might come in handy for the next time
 I'm frustrated  chumps are making me mad
 Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad
 Too gold  too bold  too fly for them to stop
 The man to respect 'cause I'm ripping up blocks
 I gotta get the dough  gotta run the show
 I'm flipping like a kilo  stash a million or so
 Go for what you feel and deal wit this
 'Cause I'm dangerous, I come real wit this
 And packing and strapping, it goes along wit the rapping
 By any means necessary, you can't get buried
 I may come wit a smile but I've been known to get crazy wild
 So when you scheme, yo, I scheme too
 And I've been out here and yes, I've seen you
 I know your face, I know your name and all your people kid
 I've got mad connections, so won't do a bid
 I make the moves, I'm never faking
 'Cause the loot is for the taking
 The loot is for the taking
 Mad murderer stalk in the night when you walk
 Feelings of stone to the bone, I'm a rock
 No regrets for doing shit I had to do
 I was hard headed and yea, I still am too
 But you know I got things under control
 So you should slow your roll that's my advice to you bro
 A street veteran, sometimes I'm trife as a juvenile
 I'll beep your style, you can't fuck wit the golden child
 That's why you're riffing but you know you're just ass kissing
 You wanna meet'cha maker, I'm a take ya
 Or else let the man command
 'Cause I'll be ready to get you open, ain't no joking, I jam
 So if you wanna know who's really boss
 Then try your game, lamb, and end up taking a big loss
 If I don't get my way, you're history
 To you, I'm a mystery, you never understand me
 I came to grab the tapes and be out
 I came to get what's due to me 'cause I got clout
 I make the moves, I'm never faking
 'Cause the loot is for the taking
 The loot is for the taking
 I'm sinister, I'm selling no wolf tickets here
 Rolling correct to get my point across clear
 Sights in the city make me bitter
 And I ain't taking no shit from no sucker nigga
 I move swift, always looking for the money to make
 I need the cash flow, I got a lot at stake
 And I could never go out like a crab
 So shut the hell up and put the money in a big bag
 Hand it over smooth like
 I need fat dough, I got things to do tonight
 I'm always on my job, ain't no time to be caught short
 And those outta line, pay a fine or get knocked off
 It's my turn to clock the duckets
 Being broke, nah, I can't fuck wit it
 I'm making moves, never faking
 'Cause the loot is for the taking
 The loot is for the taking