Ante Up

Where them motherfuckers go? (We back) Attention please, attention please This shit here feels like a whole entire world collapsed Motherfucker Oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Blap-blap, blap-blap, blap-blap, blap-blap, blap Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now What you want now? (What you want now?) What you want now? (What you want now?) What you want now? (What you want now?) What you want now? What you want want want want want want? Blap-blap (Ante up!) No, cut that fool They want to act stupid? Gun-butt that fool When I cock that tool, nigga, run ya damn jewels 'Fore we f*ck around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga Hunt ya down, nigga, run your ass down Unleash the hounds, 'til them niggas'll gun your ass down (stop it) You frontin' like this was a thing of the past With tattoos over the scars a nigga left on your ass My niggas think lopsided, bust they gat cross-sided In the subways, they rob trains, runnin' along-side it (bah-bah) See, motherfucker, we don't play for that shit And if you want your shit back you had to pay for that shit You little costume niggas, Romper-Room niggas Get you in the night or early in the afternoon niggas (what?) We taking your whole shit (while we pass through) Even the shirt off your back, nigga (run that too) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I catch you backstage, give me the keys to the Escalade You think you cute, ho? Take off them Gucci shades I get my dogs to do you dirty, they all 730 Rock a ski-mask whether it's June or February I take ya show money, take your 'dro money Yo, yap that fool, 'cause I don't know money For my peeps that hate slow money, I put 'em in the industry So they can come and take all yo' money Wish I could bring Pun back (blaow) Bitch, run that! (Blaow) Bitch, run that! (Blaow) Bitch, run that! So keep actin' like you don't know where the funds at And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers where the guns at (Ante up!) Yo, yap that bitch She try to spazz out? Then smack that bitch Ho, you don't be rhymin', you still memorizin' Remy want them goddamn diamonds (huh) (Ante up!) yap that fool (Ante up!) kidnap that fool It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin' Get up off them goddamn diamonds (huh) (Ante up!) Yap that fool (Ante up!) Kidnap that fool Get him (get him), get him Hit him (hit him), hit him Yap him (zap him) Yap him (zap him) (Ante up! Yap that fool) F*ck hip-hop, rip pockets, snatch jewels (Ante up!) What? My whole family nuts Run in yo' stash house, tie Granny up Make you strip butt-naked Young buck got struck with the gun-butt (For what?) For tryin to tuck the necklace I'm young, hungry, armed and reckless On the streets with a death wish Don't hide when you see me, I'm on the guestlist (Ante up!) Show no mercy B.K., nigga, thirsty, thirsty We bang hollows, you misrepresentin' the game Motherfucker, you're lame and ya chain hollow Hit him (hit him), hit him Flash the TEC Yap your chain, smash the lens in your specs Listen, it's Lil' Fame, right? With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai Hey, yo, I'm thuggin' outta Coppertop City with a whole empire A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of (fire) Eat the dirt, nigga (yap) It's Berk', I put in work until it hurt, nigga (step) Easy out the truck, punk, 'fore I leave your ass leakin' I'ma bang 'til the springs in this thang start squeakin' Die, cocksucker Boom (blap), bah (blap) Aight, motherfucker, what's wrong with you? (Ante up!) yap that fool (Ante up!) kidnap that fool It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin' Go and get them goddamn diamonds (huh) (Ante up!) Yap that fool (Ante up!) Kidnap that fool Get him (get him), get him Hit him (hit him), hit him Yap him, zap him Yap him, yap him What the f*ck? what the f*ck? what the f*ck? nigga What the f*ck? what the f*ck? what the f*ck? what the f*ck? What the f*ck? what the f*ck? huh? Uh (First Family, First Family, First Family) Motherfucker Yeah