[Hook] You scared ho You scared ho You scared ho Kickin in the doe I make them bitches hit the floor for keys You scared ho You scared ho You scared ho Kickin in the doe I make them bitches hit the floor for keys [DJ Paul] Bustin with that 45 make them bitches back it up Catch them riding on them thangs make them bitches jack it up Hitty got the pot maine make them bitches back it up Finally got that money maine make them bitches sack it up Take it to the spot maine now it's time to crank it up Don't play tomorrow brand new day I got to pack it up That means I got to be the first on the block I got to rack it up Pocket full of stones so boy I got to track it up Fuckin with them snitches maine make me want to hang it up But looking at a empty plate make want to keep it up Then that nigga who you with you work make me want to creep it up Though my pockets done got deep ain't got deep enough Wishing I can rob me a bank but I ain't thief enough I keep it in the hood to rob a nigga try to steep enough And it's bout the time I get my bags and then I need it up Time to find another boy time to get read it up read it up [Hook] I think I got them scared you scared of it ho I think you bitches scared you scared of it ho I think I got them scared you scared of it ho Kickin in the I doe make them bitches hit the floor for keys I think I got them scared you scared of it ho I think you bitches scared you scared of it ho I think I got them scared you scared of it ho Kickin in the doe I make them bitches hit the floor for keys [DJ Paul] Kickin in the doe I make them bitches hit the floor for keys Riding crown dick with 23's just because of these Triple 6 mafia niggas with this units in the back of me My baller piece snautin dry mouth fucking falculty Thinking I'ma get it we went and caused a tragedy Keeping them niggas with they hands out my B-I-Z-B-A-T Niggas got them toys and we gone to play with them Feeling fuckin cleanse to the top so we gone spray with them Fucking them dikes in 2000 maine them bitches better lay it down If they stop and stutter maine they gone to make a nigga clown Boy you them cheese we these knifes and we gone to get a slice Fallin across town showing out right here you gone to pay the price Use our own nigga how you figga that this wouldn't come Had a chance to front me one but now you got face my gun face my gun Black a man it's time for you count it out Nigga said it out lights out bitch time is out ho [Hook]