Hey yo Queen's get the Money long time no cash
  I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
  the fool retaliated so I had to think fast
  pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last
  Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day?
  I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay
  they looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your thing
  I'll do mine kid stay outta my way".
  It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
  can't stop till I'm eatin' off a platinum plate
  po po comes around and tries to relocate me
  lock me up for ever but they can't deflate me 'cause
  havin' cash is highly addictive
  especially when you're used to havin' money to live with
  I thought step back look at my life as a whole
  Ain't no love it seems the devil done stole my soul
  I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not helpin' ya
  I'm tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular
  yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin'?) I can't cope
  With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope.
  
  Yo it's the r - a double p
  e - r, n - o - y - d
  Niggas can't fuck with me
  comin' straight outta QB
  pushin' an Infiniti
  you ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally?
  Definitely, to the death of me
  come and test me
  trust me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me
  so bust me, you're gonna have to, 'cause I'ma blast you
  my lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
  I'm born wit' it
  I'm gettin' on wit' it
  an' I'ma have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone wit' it
  'cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore
  a lyrical destructor
  don't make me buck ya, cause I'm a wild muthafucka
  you know my flow, you know my stilo
  even pack my gat when I go to see my PO
  Jump out my hooptie
  pass my gat and my lucci to my shorty
  in case my PO try to troop me to the island
  and if I start wildin'
  flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da nice gold medallions
  but she didn't violate me, so I escaped see
  back to Queen's pumpin' the fiends makin' more Cream
  know what I mean? I'm a natural born hustler
  won't try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya.
  
  Yo babe no time for fakin' jacks
  Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs
  the streets is real can't roll without steel
  I feel how I feel 'cause I was born to kill
  do what I gotta, to eat a decent meal
  brothers is starvin', don't try to find a job son
  it's all about robbin'
  so don't be alarmed
  when we come through, 'cause we supposed to
  if you opposed to
  get your face blown dude, off the map
  cause I react, attack
  a brother wasn't blessed with wealth so I act like that
  drug dealin'
  I'm frontin on the world once I start 4-wheelin'
  Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride
  Sippin E & J, gettin' bent all night
  Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life
  Step to his business 'cause it's only right
  po po ain't around so I grab my pound
  Money retaliated so I hit the ground
  my life is on the line gotta hold my projects down
  can't see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
  That ain't even from my town
  hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down dead
  and up from under the benches I started hearin' sirens
  I stop firin'
  He cut ass like a diamond
  Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief
  stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window
  call my son, "yo son we got beef
  but no question
  Money had a problem so I solved him".
  
  I got my mind on the stick-up now it's time to get paid
  thinkin' of ways to take loot already made
  there's crime in the air, ain't no time to be afraid
  gimme yours and get laid
  give up the goods and get sprayed.
  I got lots of love, for my crew that is
  no love for them other crews and rival kids
  all them out-a-town niggas know what time it is
  and if they don't they need to buy a watch
  word up
  caught up in the cross-fire get theyself hurt
  while I be sippin' gin straight in a plastic cup
  on a park bench on 12th st., my whole crew's famous
  you tried to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless
  first of all slow down, you on the wrong route
  let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all about
  the street life ain't nuttin' to play with
  no jokes no games kid
  for years I been doin' the same shit
  just drinkin' liquor, doin' bids
  extortin' crack heads
  and stickin' up the stick-up kids