Niggaz Wanna Act (feat. Busta Rhymes)

Yo, check this out right

Harlem on da rise

And you don't want no problem with us guys

M A dollar sign E

And if you ever out tryin' to find me

I think I should warn you

I get hard when I want to

Angelettie, Bad Boy, niggaz ain't ready

Yo, you the type of cat in the building, holdin' the cracks

Playin' some the niggaz on the corner holdin' the gatts

Nigga come through, a nigga kill, never blow back

You the nigga, never did but send in all the facts

Yo, I know niggaz like you 'cuz I meet 'em all the time

And I greet 'em with the 9 if they ever keep what's mine

If I lose, I get loc, put a fool in the yoke

Two to his throat, take his jewels and his coat

More than likely, you ain't got to like me

And this might be the last time I take you nicely

For my legion, fill up the season and start squeezin'

Niggaz talkin' shit, be behind the cars weavin'

There's no breathin', ain't nobody in here leavin'

You kill my man, I kill your bitch, now we even

I'm from a cold world, where it's bleeding, 20 degrees in

Fahrenheit, niggaz get sniped for no reason

Do a lot of work, got plenty funds and many guns

Many sons, niggaz do anything to anyone

And on the streets I don't doubt nuttin'

So, when you talk to Mase, better watch yo' mouth, son

Yo, if niggaz wanna act, we can act

You niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap

You niggaz got gatts, we got gatts

You niggaz wanna style, we style

If you get foul, we get foul

You get wild, we get wild

If niggaz wanna act, we can act

If niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap

You niggaz got gatts, we got gats

You niggaz wanna style, we style

If you get foul, we get foul

You get wild, we get wild

Yo, started with a blue whip, got a silver new whip

'Cuz feds watch when I do shit, keep poppin' up new shit, new shit

Think the whole Harlem World on some clue shit

We crisp bub sippers, strip club niggas

Peace to the street team, y'all get love niggaz

Six years ago I was the have-not nigga

Hot nigga, represent for all my block niggaz

Now, I'm 6 drop niggaz, baggette rock niggaz

10 G's a show and I ain't even drop niggaz

Shock niggaz who thought I was a pop nigga

You go against Mase, you get your wig rocked nigga

Players like me'll leave your whole block bitter

Roll hard like when I see the bank stop, nigga

Hustle is a hustle, so, I never knock a nigga

Don't really fuck with Dame but still I cop Jigga

If niggaz wanna act, we can act

You niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap

You niggaz got gatts, we got gatts

You niggaz wanna style, we style

If you get foul, we get foul

You get wild, we get wild

If niggaz wanna act, we can act

If niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap

You niggaz got gatts, we got gats

You niggaz wanna style, we style

If you get foul, we get foul

You get wild, we get wild

Yo, I do this everyday, why brag about the glory?

Tell you the whole truth, never half the story

You wasn't no hater, you'd probably be happy for me

Billboard first slot in every category

Niggaz say they love me, they don't love me

I know deep down they wanna slug me

I feel the vibe when they hug me

Luckily, I rock jewels that be chuckie

Over Iceberg Rhugby, pushin' a Benz buggey

For a better batch, roll fever for notes

And need I approach little niggaz seated in coach

I mean, think it's smaller than the weed in my roach

The seed in my smoke, the niggas ain't cheap, they broke

Oh yeah, this my dough year

Jealousy and envy'll get you nowhere

You don't like me, bet against me

You right, got dough do whatever you like

I get front row seats on the night of the fight

My Roley too tight, how many link, loosen my ice

And 'for I scoop the dice, bet a grand I beat the deuce twice

Niggas who don't make dough, I can affil'ate with 'em

I'm dyin' from a sickness known as Willieism

Whatever you want, we can do

We can do it better

And you niggaz wanna scrap? We can scrap

Niggaz wanna wild? We wild

However niggaz like it, you get it

Harlem World, Bad Boy, nice Chevy

It's '97, yeah, Harlem on the rise

And you don't really want no problem wit us guys

Got my man Cardan with me

K F C, D R E, Blinkey blink

Cooda Love, Utto

Black Fred, Big D, Puff Diddy

You know we get bitches

Lox, Black Rob, the whole committee

You don't stop, we won't stop