Yeah, this how we get rich, for all the mothafuckin' thug n***as, n***as
Get bodied, some n***as snitch, knowwhatImsayin'? throughout the World
It's the thugs, the laws of Nature, this is how we eat, don't ever try
To take food from a starving Man, he's goin' at you

Verse 1:
It was a Murder contract on these cats that owe
They tried workin' for the boss, never brung back dough
So I chose to hit 'em
The reward was Four Million
Two if I hit a bitch or any small children
Check it, they had a picture of the first cat
He out in BX, I know where he rest and where to search at
So I'm right there, I'm peeped duke in Jerry Rice gear
Came from behind, put the shine to his ear
Took a snap shot, brought that back, collect the chips
Half a Million knocked off before we talk about the next hit
The next flic was a older cat
He had a short arm, crippled at birth but still he hold a gat
Bachelor, placin' his bets up in Aqueduct
First of the Month some how he stayed rackin' up
I reached first, he started backin' up
Stopped to reach for his piece, I squeezed, he never got to duck
I hit him dead in his chest, eternal fire
Returnin' for the chips when it's murder for hire