You niggas talkin'bout you run out of this and jump out of that
 And hit a nigga block  ha
 But I don't really think you know what it means
 to run up on a nigga's shit
 And take what you want nigga
 Cause as long as I can remember nigga
 Down south  No Limit
 We take what the fuck we want

 [Mr. Serv On]
 Ha  I'm addressin to show alot of niggaz in the rap game
 shit bout to change
 Nigga you gotta know your pay, chose your side nigga, foe or friend
 I can't pretend to love a nigga when I know I don't
 I can't pretend to love a woman when I know the fuck I won't
 Cause eveything I seem to love, seem to leave
 And every nigga I see to trust,
 seem to scream jealously and betrail and bleed
 How many niggas you know smoke weed to ease the ghost in they mind
 How many niggas you know smile when the judge say 99
 I know alot of niggas in the rap game look at the tank on my chest
 And you say to yourself nigga, you hate my kind
 When you niggas sit on top of the rap game
 Ya'll decided to sit back, get fat, smoke weed, get laid
 Then we came, nigga starvin in the middle of the night
 Like a new young rapper on a New York train
 Then we stepped off, pay the toll, nigga you know tanks roll
 Why you niggas strollin in your videos in the park
 We was wagin bloody war in the dark
 And if you about that talk nigga, fuck you

 Chorus
 You don't know when I hit your block I hit right
 You don't know when I hit your block, aight
 You don't know when I hit your block, I hit it right
 Cause everything in sight gotta die tonight x2

 Now ease up nigga, don't make a sound, lay it down
 I fuck with the Pound,
 and any new other gang won't make me fuck with this rap thang
 I could take each one of my producers, send them each to one of your labels
 And you finally get the feelin of what it feels like to get a real hit
 And don't be afraid to look at that sound scan shit
 Cause with the pound name nigga
 You know you be shippin enough out the door
 And pay you artist to a video, buy a house for your wife, you know my ho
 See I was like Randy Moss, the top draft choice
 Alot of you niggas looked at me but you was too scared to touch my voice
 But that nigga with the gold teeth picked me late in the first round
 Now I get down with young savage niggas
 From LA to smoking weed with that nigga Tony from town 87, and Chi town
 I even get down with Jack Town Ballers, Mississippi niggas
 Callin me on my beeper sayin Serv, nigga you need extra trigger
 Forever nigga, that's how I do it when I put it down nigga
 If you ain't fuckin with a nigga
 I bang, hang, nigga lesson hang, sayin nigga

 Chorus x2

 You know what I'm saying motherfucker?
 You goin know what's happening
 Like that little nigga that like to bark say
 Nigga talk is cheap motherfucker
 You know what I'm sayin
 So when I hit your block you goin know
 To the niggaz in the rap game, I know you keep it real