[Bridge: Juicy J]
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them D-boys to drop that
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them D-boys to drop that

[Hook]
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)

[Verse 1]
I's a big black n***a wit' a big black gun
Fo' snaps 'cross ya head and the blood gon' come
Some'll run, but'll get flipped off by the sawed-off
Slugs to his knees like a pitbull gnawed off
Hauled off, nothin' but the goods my fair hood
N***as be on blow all night like werewolves
Prowlin', bitin' at yo' pockets like the howlin'
Shoot you in the foot, grab cheese, get on downin'
Loungin' on marijuana leaf, free based-ed'll
Run up on ya fast, no mask, bare faced-ed
Fired off the Glock, snatched loot, then ska-ted
Shells wiped down, the police couldn't trace it
[Hook]
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)

[Verse 2]
Stackin' me up a money scheme, robbin' a fool
Murder rate, get away, but that ain't the move
Long as he drop the green, then I'm-ma stay cool
Connect the dots, if ???, then I'm lettin' loose
N***as play these tough guys like they wanna rumble
Knowin' that they mama's boys in this ghetto jungle
Hot skillet wit' them toys make me never humble
Buckshot to ya dome, don't you make a mumble
Brains hangin' out'cha head, people lookin' "wowzers"
It's a bystander put the tone in my trousers
So that he couldn't see sight, he couldn't handle
Ain't 'cha birthday but I'm blowin' out'cha candles

[Hook]
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get-Get that up off (n***a you know what this is)
Scratches of Rob That
Music fades out