Warning (Remix) - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]

I get money, I get money, ooh, I'm getting paper

I ain't playing, I ain't playing, I'll smack the shit out a hater

That's my baby girl right there, ooh, she with her friends

I'm a dawg, I ain't shit, I'ma wind up hittin' her friends

Bad Guy Outlaw, ooh, I'm like Pac

But I ain't die after the second time I got shot

I got greasy bars, ooh, I'm talking reckless

Got niggas that's beefing with each other on the same record

Look at Jeezy, look at Ross, ooh, they falling out

It's not just New York, they beefing with each other in the south

I get paper, I get paper, ooh, I'm getting money

This the real remix, Cam was just bein' funny

[Verse 2: French Montana]

Bring 'em in, kick 'em out like ooh, see you later

Mix purple with the yellow like ooh, I'm a Laker (Swish)

Ain't no doubt about it, I'm a Lamborghini parker

And my shorty got a donk like ooh, Candace Parker

Hopping out that thang, ooh, chain dangle

Getting top at my favorite song, ooh, head-banger

Montana, Murda, and you know we run the state

See shorty actin boujie, but ooh, her bag fake

Hit up Sue's, Perfection's, ooh, Sin City

Montana, Coke Boyz, ooh, we run the city

Homie tryna keep up, ooh, they goin' broke

I'll finish your career, ooh, get a rope (Uh)

[Interlude: Female]

Warning

[Verse 3: Jadakiss & (Styles P)]

Dope money, dope money, ooh (That Montega)

In the spot getting guap, ooh (That's hard labor)

In the club popping bottles (Yeah, we blowing that sour)

Hand full of real niggas (Rest of these niggas cowards)

How you want it? (How you want it?) Hands, gun or the knife?

(Soon as your man see the barrel) He gon' run for his life

(Bullets flying) Bullets flying, ooh (Another wake)

(Everyday is a funeral) Niggas is not safe

(Yeah, you copping at the dealer) But nigga, it's not weight

(Nine'll blow your brains out) My nigga cannot wait

(Ridin' dirty) Ridin' dirty (Ooh, that's European)

Put my key in, put your key in (Ooh), look what we seein'

(I'm the) Nicest, I'm the (Hardest), give it to any artist

From the coldest to the hottest (Excuse me for being modest)

(Bet I'm clapping if I'm drawing) Talk to me in the morning

(Next time it's shots fired) This is the only warning

Yeah, what?

[Verse 4: Jim Jones]

Uncle Murda gave you a warning

I ain't giving you shit, I come at the bitch stormin'

Four extended, clear thirty shots, clear up your foreign

I told you fuck rappers your life is not that important

Like grrr (Grrr), my niggas selling the white

And ooh, I'm like Suge and y'all Vanilla Ice (Hang 'em)

And ooh, if I get locked you know I'm bailing tonight

I spoke to my lawyer, he telling me that's it's light

Like, I'm from Harlem, catch me up in the Heights

I don't got on Jordans, you catch me up in some whites

Ooh, these niggas pussy, don't trust 'em, they like dykes

Ooh, my niggas vamps, don't trust 'em, we might bite, like

[Interlude: Female & (Vado)]

Warning

Warning (Slime)

[Verse 5: Vado]

Yellow top bottles it move sell at the lobby

Niggas snitching like kids like ooh, I'm telling mommy

Third time he slipping, ooh, let's go get 'em

Got the drop where he live at with two of my hoes with him

Today I'm feeling ignorant, zoomin' down Lenox

Benz door sky high like ooh, that 'bout did it

My man mom's on me, ooh, I'm not with it

Hear the voices in my head like ooh, do not hit it

Let me be specific, dude, I'm that nigga

I could coach you how to ball with your green like Doc Rivers

Homicide roaming, ooh, them blocks shiver

Doc siz is how I cradle the rock, a guap getter

[Interlude: Female & Cam'Ron]

Warning

Warning (Killa)

[Verse 6: Cam'Ron]

My girlfriend's girlfriends, ooh, they don't like me

See me with a chick they like ooh, that ain't wifey

Looking at my feet, these shoes, they ain't Nike

Man, don't even ask, ooh, them things pricey

Chick's baby fathers ooh, they wanna fight me

Jewelry out the freezer, ooh, a nigga icey

Her coochie ain't right, ooh, it's a crisis

Smelling like fish, ooh, she a pisces

Oh-twelve-seven, ooh, that thang pretty

Make me say ooh, ooh like Sin City

Getting money, getting money, man, I'm getting paper

I ain't playing, I ain't playing, I'll smack the shit out a hater

Smack the shit out your neighbor, smack the shit out the mayor

Smack the shit out your pregnant baby ma while she in labor