[Shyne]
  Hustler, bad motherfucker
  Brooklyn to the rucker, Cali and back
  Court cases pendin, all the blood drug money spendin
  Ferrari engines leave your whole fuckin block tremblin
  I'm what niggaz wanna be, a straight G
  Whore bitches wanna suck and fuck for free
  I'm Alpo, before you snitch dog
  I switch lines and rhymes faster than I switch cars
  Ghetto star, name ring in every hood
  Heartless villain, money driven killin
  and bury my opposition, for a pot to piss in
  Knickerbock position, listen
   
  [Chorus 2X: Shyne]
  A hundred carats in the watch (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Gettin skull off in the parkin lot (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Feel the knot when you loft (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Takin over spots and blocks (THAT'S GANGSTA)
   
  [Shyne]
  I got a question; as serious as cancer
  Where da fuckin safe at? Somebody better answer
  before I start killin and fillin these double-I slugs
  in your mug then you spittin up blood
  Got dead gangstas rollin over like, "Yo this nigga cold"
  The way he cut his coke is murder game to his flow
  Rich is, my only reason for bein, shit
  I never had hope, until I sold dope
  Drug game is infectious, got me livin reckless
  Feds get uptight when they see my watch and necklace
  glow, fuck 'em, they can't catch me
  Murder and money, 'til they throw my ashes in the sea
   
  [Chorus]
   
  [Shyne]
  Mac-10's, crush rocks and drops
  The best respect, the feds only fuck cops
  Coke price raisin, task force raidin
  Bustin at secret agents runnin up out the Days Inn
  Roller, diamonds and mack-milla's
  Fillers and loud pipes for all my killers
  Money hungry honies around, the killer streets and the law
  The opium and the raw, that's what I live for
  For cuttin yea, never for today
  Extended magazines shootouts and ricochets
  Play a role and catch a bullethole, pop your blood vessels
  Ain't gonna wait before the smoke settles
   
  [Chorus]
   
  [*scratching "Serious shit"*]
   
  [Shyne]
  Money in brown paper bags (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Servin fiends on the ave (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Menage red labels (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Honies with diamonds up in they navel (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Showin love to your hood (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Leavin cowards layin where they stood (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Floodin your homey's commisary up (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Never missin when we bust (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Money in brown paper bags (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Servin fiends on the ave (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Menage red labels (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Honies with diamonds up in they navel (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  Showin love to your hood (THAT'S GANGSTA)
  [*music fades out*]