Released on June 24, 2007

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[Prodigy]

Yo, Hav, come here

Tell 50 to come here, listen to this shit

Aight, aight

Yeah, yeah, a true story 'bout a bum ass nigga

Who became the world's richest bum ass nigga

Haha, woooo, word up

Fuck all you niggas

A-yo


[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Man, I've been fucked up for so long, and now I'm rich

All of 'em broke niggas that I used to fuck with

Got that look in they eyes, got that scheme on they face

When I pop up around the way like shit changed

Look here: Don't make me put yo' brains on display

You niggas never gave a fuck about P

Now it's all about me, and why I don't break bread

Where do we sleep, and how can we break in?

Is he in his Jeep? Or maybe it's the Porsche?

Let's catch him in the V, and tear the nigga all up

No, I don't think so

I'm all in my mirrors and out my windows

I get up out the car with the Desert Eagle

Shorty don't like me, said I got a ego (Let's get him, let's get him)

So she tell niggas they should stick me

Gassin' niggas up to make history

So they take the jooks so they can make the books

But I banged the heat when they came for me, like


[Hook x2: Prodigy]

Niggas think they so big

P make a lil blood spill

Now you punk ass niggas know

If you fucks with me, it's a must you bleed


[Verse 2: Havoc]

Catch me New York cruisin'

Stick in a movie, smokin' that Sour Diesel

Won't point every time that I blew it

Nice gamin', homie, it's foolish, don't think about it, just do it

I'll put ya through it like that hurricane that ran through Houston

You ain't shootin', you ain't scarin' nothin', y'all just flukes

Robbin' niggas, strip they ass to they birthday suit

I never picked grapes, but I cut me a bunch

I'm that nigga in the club watchin' yo' ass get duffed

Niggas wanna hang up once they finally got bored with us

And they baby momma sluttin' out there on tour with us

Pass it to the homie once a nigga get bored wit' her

Almost couldn't nut 'cause your ass got caught in her

Duke frontin', come on, baby, you ain't got no guns

All you got is that rusty ass Revolver, son

And you can't fool me, I know they borrowed, nigga

Niggas think that they ill, but the Mobb is iller

You know the game


[Hook x2]