How To Rob (Feat. Madd Rapper)

The art of getting robbed This is how we do Brooklyn style, boy, you know what I'm saying RIP BIG nigga RIP PAC RIP Enough of that shit, it's time to OD, one time The bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal If my record don't sell I'mma rob and steal You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, ''You want to see her again Get your ass down to the nearest ATM'' I have dreams of fucking an RandB bitch But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime Have Keith sweating staring down the barrel on my 9 Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan tell him, Tell your man Mason Betha, haha, come up off that watch now, I mean right now The only excuse for being broke is being in jail An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him, run and toss the 9 I'd follow Fox in the drop for 4 blocks Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped What, Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for Don't want a nigga putting 4 through that Bentley Coupe door I'll manhandle Case like dope, get on the ground You ain't with Mary no more, where you getting chips from now I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto, nah for real son I'm sick I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gonna catch me, son This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga I'll catch P and Silkk The Shocker right after the Grammy's And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound Like you give me the cash, you put the hot dog down I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more My attitude while robbing JD, fuck you, pay me Had Da Brat with em, should've had his gat with him DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you He said Why you robbing me I got nothing but love for ya Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece Told him I want it all he said, Even my gold teeth I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep One at a time, get out and take off your shine Did you ever think that you would be this rich Did you ever think that you would have these hits Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine And walk off with your shit like it's mine Imma keep sticking niggas until I'm living I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee That nigga still eating off Big's first LP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor He asked me if I had enough, I told him gimme some more Is you feeling this Then wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga For real, yo, you know what I'm saying Niggas got to get stuck up, that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch It don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it You know what I'm saying That's just how it go down 50 Cent ain't fucking around, Trackmasters ain't fucking around Crazy Cat ain't fucking around, The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around You know what I'm saying So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not