[Intro]

Wu, Shaolin, yeah, yeah

Let's stand up y'all

What up? We on the rise

10304 types

Move with The Movement

It's like Roy Jones said

What's that son?

Y'all must of forgot or sutten word

Yo INS

[Verse 1]

We love fast cash, trickin' on a few girls

Spazzin' like the yellow cab, through the new world

I walk slow, slaughter order like new kicks

On some Wu shit, two chicks shootin' my flicks

Might creep through ya town all wrong, half a bone

Twenty inch chrome illuminatin' off ya dome

Like OG status, the one to get at

Never sweat that, I'm focused at the X on the map

Treasure chest stash, the guest house attached

Forty acres and a mule with the sawed off gat

Fuck the media hype, I fir the stereotype

Name ya price, then let me get my hand on the dice

All my life, nine out of ten involved in the heist

Only for a-alikes with the target sliced

Now the parasite blinded by your neon light

Tryna eat right so maybe I can sleep nights, yo see

[Chorus]

Heads get ripe off-a this

Thug all night off-a this

Ladies fight off-a this

This is That Shit

The Projects flip off-a this

The trees get lent off-a this

Crash your whip off-a this

'Cause this is That Shit

[Verse 2]

Yeah yeah, niggas stay showin' they teeth, knowin' they weak

We supply you with the fire son, cope with the heat

Roamin' the streets, slowin' the Jeeps, ownin' the beat

No sleep, chasin' papers, stay focused, it's deep

Keep an eye on boy, he gonna rise like the crime rate

Vibrate the tristate, I make ya gyrate

Been around the world, bought a house on the hill

But still greasy like the corner store grill

We roll like Vegas dice, pay the price

Watch me roll straight strikes in this game of life

See me, Yankee hats, John John, blue boots on

Movin' in the Ucon, schoolin' all the newborns

Mommy get ya groove on, ya bustin' out ya outfit

Lovin' how ya move on the floor, baby bounce it

Big boys step through, they all step aside

They all mesmerized man, y'all recognize

[Chorus]

Heads get ripe off-a this

Thug all night off-a this

Ladies fight off-a this

This is That Shit

The Projects flip off-a this

The trees get lent off-a this

Crash your whip off-a this

'Cause this is That Shit

[Chorus]

Heads get ripe off-a this

Thug all night off-a this

Ladies fight off-a this

This is That Shit

The Projects flip off-a this

The trees get lent off-a this

Crash your whip off-a this

'Cause this is That Shit

Heads get ripe off-a this

[Verse 3]

Some will bite this, Rebel INS your highness

Screamin' high pitched, survivalist you bare a likeness

In the pits where it's high risk, I work the Nightshift

Like this, like that, put pressure on rap, cheques stack

Watch a sex trap, shorty through an X in my 'yac

Caddy stretched black, don't question the fact

I lay my head back, spazzin' off a new Meth track

Count weed, bag green, blue, purple and brown

Crown King with my down Queen lurkin' the town

Circle round, get a glimpse of the kid gettin' big

Feel that, I peel back, heavy into ya wig

For the fugitives and big timers moving bricks

Plus the plot thugs locked up proven to this

Son hit it like Arabs, the world don't curb haters

Don't quit ya day job, ya girl know the words

[Chorus]

Heads get ripe off-a this

Thug all night off-a this

Ladies fight off-a this

This is That Shit

The Projects flip off-a this

The trees get lent off-a this

Crash your whip off-a this

'Cause this is That Shit