[Fredro Starr]
Is y'all ready to go up in here?
Aiight, pull the black mask down
We bout to rush the door
(Ah shit, hide your jewelry)
I told y'all we was coming
Yo everybody watch out
Word up

[Hook: Sticky Fingaz]
Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast stick em up, huh
Ladies grab your shirts and lift em up, huh
Lemme see your ass baby back it up, huh
My soldiers on the front line actin up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what throw em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what throw em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what throw em up, huh

[Fredro Starr]
Yo Sticky Fingaz, word up
I told y'all n***as
Yo come on

[Verse 1: Sticky Fingaz]
Hennesied up, play the cut lighting it up
Rag on my head, eyes lookin' half way dead
Brought my thugs to the club, straight off the street
I'm iceburg to my feet about a third of the week
Relax baby don't spazz cuz he touched your ass
I ain't say shit when your friend touched my dick
I see Brooklyn schemin', we all in the spot
But that's hip hop, we rap n***as from off the block
Is it me or is it gettin' hot in here
I think somebody 'bout to get shot in here
The nine mill guarenteed to clear the spot in here
And we ain't get searched kid, we got Glocks in here
Someone bring me to the ho suckin' cocks in here
I think they trying to shut it down, I seen cops in here
I'm the hottest shit Universal got this year
And all my n***as rockin' rocks in here, come on