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How To Rob
50 Cent;Madd Rapper
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is, boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do, Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?
R.I.P. B.I.G. (I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo)
Nigga, R.I.P. P.A.C (this is how it feels how to rob a industry nigga, yo)
R.I.P., enough of that shit, it's time to O.D (don't take this shit serious)
(Though, we just bugging the fuck out) one time
(But y'all can take it how you want it, word)
Ayo, the bottom line is, I'm a crook with a deal
If my record don't sell, I'ma 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 snatch Kim, tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?
Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM"
I have dreams of fucking a R&B 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 the 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, ha-ha
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 O.D.B., but that'd be a waste of time (yeah)
Probably have to clap him, run and toss the .9
I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks
Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped
What Jigga just sold, like four mill'? He got something to live for (uh-huh)
Don't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door
I'll manhandle Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground
You ain't with Tommy no more, who gon' protect you 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 rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece and run (uh-huh)
This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon' catch me, son? Huh?
This ain't serious (uh-uh)
Being broke can make you delirious (word)
So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga? (Tell 'em, son)
This ain't serious (uh-uh)
Being broke can make you delirious (uh-huh)
So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga?
I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys
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 hotdog down"
I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before (uh-huh)
That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more
My attitude while robbing J.D.? "Fuck you, pay me!" (Yeah)
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 (uh-huh)
Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny-ass rings (what?)
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 coroner's picking 'em up
Heavy tried to hide his shit, ay, nigga, I saw you
He said, "Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for you!"
Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece
Told him I want it all; he said, "Even my gold teeth?"
I caught Blackstreet on a backstreet 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 .9
And walk off with your shit like it's mines?
I'ma 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 (yeah)
I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee
That nigga still eating off Big 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"
If you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel (yeah, ah, yeah)
I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people, what! (Let's go, yo)
This ain't serious (uh-huh)
Being broke can make you delirious (word)
So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga? (Tell 'em, son)
This ain't serious (uh-uh)
Being broke can make you delirious (uh-huh)
So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga?
Yo, yo, for real, son, it's The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?
And for real, you know what I'm saying
Niggas just got to get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down
It don't matter if you a industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch
It really 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 pocketbooks, watch your pockets
Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the buses
'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not
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