Say blood, heh-heh, what's happening?
  What you mean blood? I got what you need (Pusha man nigga!)
  Go around this corner with me real quick (ohh!)
  (Fuck you thought?) Oh shit, watch out for thug (Pusha man)
  Man you got to be cool blood
  Gotta feel you right here, niggaz down for whatever
    [Joe Budden]
  Everybody's so gangsta gangsta, tell me how you do it
  Keep the façade that real when you not that real, that's real!
  The strip is hot so I don't hear my foes beefin
  That's tellin me that I bought all these burners for no reason
  Come, get me thug I walk with a mini teeny tiny eeny weeny snub
  And real niggaz give me love
  Besides, don't make me feel like you threaten my life God (why?)
  I go and cop somethin that only come with a Tripod
  (And the) Old school is puff puff, pass the spark up
  And white kids got high, off of magic marker
  Back when 40s was liquor (but now) now shorties is bigger
  They wanna be down, y'all wannabe clowns, get a grip homes
  Blastin the tool, you out of character dude
  You not a felon or rider, you a fellow subscriber
  Who is you tellin them lies to, don't push it to a limit
  to mimic you benefiting to what, the gimmicks up, BLAH
    [Chorus]
  When shit get thick, clips start to spit (pusha man)
  Push work wait wet and dipstick (pusha man)
  You need product, I'ma be there, con of the year
  Fuck givin my word, I solemnly swear
  Swear to hold your fort - I solemnly swear
  Keep a straight face in court - I said I solemnly swear
  It's pusha man - incognito from the feds in the precinct
  I solemnly swear to this game I pledge my allegiance
    [Joe Budden]
  Uhh.. it's killin me soft, jokers is actin like they really the boss
  With a Milli Vanilli award cause they really a fraud
  Milli's applaud if you ain't really my dawg
  I crack Phillies with broads but now I'm sober they don't feel me no more
  And G.P.s and V.I.P.s
  I be O-T in D.C. with O-Zs so my time's up like O.C.
  Uhh, when I hustle they thought that I went soft
  Cause y'all jerked them for the price, I took twenty percent off
  I don't drive I like shotguns, never pulled L's
  I like shotguns, hate .22's I like shotguns
  Non-descrip's talkin bout they got guns
  Like tecs 4-5s and shotguns, really they never shot guns
  Go 'head act like a gangsta claim to clap like a gangsta
  It's all good fellas, now he rap like a gangsta
  Hate me or love me, dap me or slug me
  Scream FUCK ME but when things get ugly I get gully
    [Chorus]
    [Joe Budden]
  Look, a cock nina should get me a hot beamer
  Settin up shop in the suburbs, I'm gettin that white cream that Noxema
  I'm good at duckin the cops subpoena
  Cats is shook when alone but come tough when the cops are between us
  Stash house was never empty, had the cracks on UP
  Soprano came to see me, got barritoned UP
  Had clientele crazy, every borough I hustled
  Remember back in the day when you had to be thorough to hustle?
  Cats hustle to feed they kin
  Now every combo with a package to try to pitch for some sneakers and Timbs
  Shit back in the day, niggaz looked at jail like school
  Now new jacks is spittin bout jail like it's cool (dawg)
  That ain't gangsta, I don't believe that, you don't believe it yourself
  Gangsta's real, gangsta speaks for itself
  A lot of gangstas is lifers and they gone right now
  So fag cats is screamin gangsta, something's wrong right now
    [Chorus]