[Intro: The Madd Rapper]
Haha, you know what I'm sayin?
Yeah, boy
This goes out to all y'all hatin' ass n***as, word
Tray Lee, Murda Mase, The Madd Rapper, boy
Check it
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1: The Madd Rapper]
You know the rules, the more dough, the more hoes
Sell a mil', do more shows, can I?
Lord knows, stole that ice in your earlobe
It's mine 'til I can afford those
I really don't give a fuck about none of y'all
Gettin' paid, making fun of y'all, I'm runnin y'all
Play in the back while I'm jugging in front of y'all
Wish I could diss each and every one of y'all
The Madd Rapper, Brooklyn
Sorry I took long, gettin' my crook on
Caucasias, [?], the book's on
Now I'm all wacked and Dot tracks, the girls say, "Hood song"
Shit, for the bread, Dot said
"Spit hot ledge and make 'em nod they head"
'Cause if this don't work, crack'll crack again
Sounds of serving word, that's what's happenin'
[Chorus: Tracey Lee, The Madd Rapper, Mase, Tracey Lee & The Madd Rapper]
For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' heard? (Crazy Cat, H World) (Word, that's what's happenin')
If you ain't scared to budge, split a dutch and puff with us (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Another smash again, that's more ash and cash again (Word, that's what's happenin')

[Verse 2: Mase]
When y'all thing drops, the kid think gats
This shows to Puff to give bling-drop
To know what I am, you gotta know what you not to tell
Tick off and jiggle by the glow of the watch
When I was coming up, yo, they used to laugh at it
Now my 600 seats lay back like Crapmatic
Number tax bracket, Phil Casey
I can shit on the bench, shit still lace me
She burped the next day, still taste me
Now I'm [?] safety, every n***a on the hill crave me
Pimp a light, play no hoe, Murda the name
I did that other shit to make dough
For '99, go with the name, you know
Rappers go [?] and get the kid [?]
We ain't playin', H World
All and out, Crazy, Crazy Cat

[Chorus: Tracey Lee, The Madd Rapper, Mase, Tracey Lee & The Madd Rapper]
For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
If you ain't scared to budge, split a dutch and puff with us (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Another smash again, that's more ash and cash again (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
[Verse 3: Tracey Lee]
If I got a hot sixteen, I'ma spit that
Bricks of Q-Fiends, I'ma flip that
Some hoes, I still don't know how I hit that
You think you gettin' ya' spot back? Forget that
High as we can, you got to clip that
One son spit up, cut, sniff that
Don't hit the club until we throw a fifth back
N***a, 7.63, where yo' clique at?
Tray Lee, ha, sick like rabies
.44's, my n***as spray these
Shows, hoes, y'all know we slay these
They just hot, not [?] these
Tray Lee runnin' with cats that's crazy
Nobody laughin', fuck all the yappin'
Gats get to clappin', pull shit
If you come to Philly with the bullshit, that's what's happenin'

[Chorus: Tracey Lee, The Madd Rapper, Mase, Tracey Lee & The Madd Rapper]
For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
If you ain't scared to budge, split a dutch and puff with us (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Another smash again, that's more ash and cash again (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
For my dawg's who live like stars and buy y'all bars, ya' heard? (Word, that's what's happenin') (Come on, come on, come on)
Chicks that go hard in the mall with the platinum cards, ya' h-