[Indistict female singing sample in background]

[Cam'Ron]
Killa!
Jones
We told n***as about eight years ago
We had this shit in the smash right (Aight)
This shit too light man
(In the building)
I got us, Dipset
Lets go
Freekey
(I'm sorry I'm late, lets get it rockin')

[Verse 1]
Everybody out at the Rock the Mic tour
I'm back in the kitchen, rocking the white raw
You copping your pipe for, locking your nice doors
I pop up in like 4 with chickens that like raw
They clickin', they like raw! They fixin' to fight for
Me: look at my ice, for sure, your sight's sore
We all wearing links as I prepare a drink
Glare and think how I got the whole New York wearing pink
Girls, they stare and wink, how I flare the mink
Drop the top, pop the throttle, cock a Glock, pop a bottle
See "Paid in Full", now I'm up in Blockbuster
And I'm paid in full: still on the block, buster
Not for rock, rucker. '01 ride-wrecker
Shogun, show guns, blow one, you not Gutter!
Little inside joke for you cocksuckers
My block, sucker? Popcorn and hot butter
Like it's the movie theater, but its the Uzi area
Hootie-hoo for hootie-hoo, produce hysteria
And me, I ain't no coattail bitch
I did the Motel 6 with the wholesale bricks