[Chorus: Onyx & (Sticky Fingaz)]
To all you rappers out there (With money and fame)
Rockin' in a foreign car (E'ryting brand name)
Broke Willies with no money (Keep runnin' ya game)
Can't forget all our thugs that's locked in chains
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr & (X-1)]
We ain't have shit growin' up (Hell no!)
Now we blowin' up (Word up!)
Hundred G's a show, price goin' up
Ghetto struck, layin' in the cut with the metal MAC-11 (Whut?!)
No cup, sippin' Amaretto 7 Up
The wet life, shit is liquid, my wife trippin'
My whole clique got shit to whip in, light switchin'
(Benz-to-Benz skippin', superstar hittin')
(Your whole world is ice rippin')
(You nice livin', you like shittin', tricks trickin')
(Roley with the inscription, watch a rich n***a glisten)
From New York to LA! (Same shit, different day, mad cash to play)
When I walk, my chains swing
(My jewels swing heavily ill) From Beverly Hills
(I paid 20 G's) Damn, son! It better be real!
(We pollyin' deals for 70 mills) Eatin' meals of Beverly pills
(Now watch how the bubbly spills)
[Chorus x2: Onyx & (Sticky Fingaz)]
To all you rappers out there (With money and fame)
Rockin' in a foreign car (E'ryting brand name)
Broke Willies with no money (Keep runnin' ya game)
Can't forget all our thugs that's locked in chains
[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz & (Sonee Seeza)]
I grew up in the PJ's! And wore the same gear for three days
Chipped in to get a blunt, got on and blew a mill in a month
I'm a low life, though when I go shoppin', I don't worry about no price
(I wear the same clothes TWICE!) Fuck the PO-LICE!
(It's hydro stuff L’s, six plus sells)
(Stones heavy on the scales themselves, XL!)
(Straight G's, moneys and properties)
(Black FG-15‘s, grey M3's and OZ‘s!)
We OG’s, always OT-in' on a low-key
Spit more game than Goldie, your bitch chose me!
(Suppose WE most-LY do 'em slow-LY, we play 'em close-LY!)
(State on city cakes!) They get erased!
I'm a sucker for a pretty face with a twenty waist
Whose Benz?! I hit two twins in a blue Ventz
(And we're into short deals! A house on 4-wheels!)
'Cause white-collar crimes equal dolla'-dolla' signs!
[Chorus: Onyx & (Sticky Fingaz)]
To all you rappers out there (With money and fame)
Rockin' in a foreign car (E'ryting brand name)
Broke Willies with no money (Keep runnin' ya game)
Can't forget all our thugs that's locked in chains
[Verse 3: Fredro Starr, (X-1), Sonee Seeza & Sticky Fingaz]
Yo! We went from rags to riches
(Takin' pitches) with mad bitches
(Yo!) You can get a autograph, or one shot from the semi-auto pass!
(Rap n***as flippin' more then half's, livin' it up)
(Takin' all the cash) Givin' it up!
We set it up, on a low tinted up in the black Quest
Pass TEC's to the extras
From out the blackness!
Straight on the boulevard, lookin' for somethin' to get my hands in
Got strippers dancin' in the mansion
Word up! That's how we operate (Uncut raw!)
The players coppin', fake coke gets stepped on twice!
(Put your money on the street, n***as under the light)
And hold yo' money tight
(Kiss the dice!) Stick 'em up! And roll 'em twice
(Even rich n***a ass better so trife) We'll gamble all yo' life!
'Til I couldn't see well, flip my V12
Flow the ki through the e-mail, it's a hundred thou' G now
I'm off the hook, I beat jail!
Yeah! Gotta eat swell! Kick back, relax, word up!
N***a laid up, bills paid up!
(You should've saw Sonny when he pulled up in a 420)
We got these cats on the sideline lookin' all funny
(Gettin' no money 'cause they every day clownin')
(We play around with thousands)
A hundred G's when we countin'
A hundred G's a show, then we out, kid!
Word! Word! Word!
[Chorus x2: Onyx & (Sticky Fingaz)]
To all you rappers out there (With money and fame)
Rockin' in a foreign car (E'ryting brand name)
Broke Willies with no money (Keep runnin' ya game)
Can't forget all our thugs that's locked in chains
