-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
  -But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
  -We a threat to society
  -They ban our movies our videos, but we still #1 in America
  -You see a coward can talk shit behind a nigga back
  -But only a man can tell you what's on his mind
  when he look you in the eyes
  -In other words, don't judge a book by its cover
  -See we successful black businessmen
  but we also mercenary soldiers
  
  (Chorus)
  
  Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him
  Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer
  (My pops say)
  
  Verse 1 (Master P)
  
  I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up
  Niggas they popping them keys, Master P he fucking ??
  Besides them g's, I'm ?? them keys but they didn't know
  That I could go gold
  platinum and still slang keys out the record store
  This caine got me sick
  These niggas they talking that shit
  Don't make me load this M16 and split your fucking shit
  I caught the game from some old g's
  Niggas they slanging they fucking keys
  Got the game from New Orleans
  Now the world know of me
  I'm down south hustling from the west
  To the east, in the midwest yeah ya'll niggas know of me
  Trying to slang this ghetto dope to the world
  Every woman, man and boy wrap these cd's up like furls
  On the corner posted up with them ballers
  Slanging that yella, niggas ya'll can't hold us
  Gone for 15/5 when you see me its no drought
  I'm the nigga on the corner with the fucking gold in my mouth
  Got every fucking club bout it bout it
  Got every nigga that you see rowdy rowdy
  Cause I'm down here hustling putting the ghetto on the map
  Independent, black owned and ain't scared to bust no caps
  
  (Chorus x3)
  
  Verse 2 (Mystikal)
  
  Nigga tell me what you gone do
  its just me and you, you and I
  Scrap and scuffle then grab them things mano a mano
  If we did the mix
  flury gone smother it leave your ass studdering
  Fludging
  tell your fucking boys don't move
  cause like a rug I got them covered
  Niggas ain't like they used to be
  back in the days they were playing the dozens
  These days niggas will kill ya
  Talking shit, say it to the end of my muzzle
  We don't want no trouble, black just as subtle
  Tell you what you gone fuck around and find
  if you disrespect my hustle
  None of you niggas fuckers, young niggas fuckable
  Some niggas ??, dumb niggas suffer
  Before you can even think about making a move I'm already on it
  I'll have to beat your ass to the punch cause the stong survive only
  Hold on bitch this shit bout to hit the ceiling
  The interference started from the ground up the building
  Behind mine's I just don't give a fuck
  Ain't no closing my eyes
  I'm gone look in your face and tear your ass up
  
  (Chorus x3)
  
  Verse 3 (Silkk)
  
  Aaahh its murder
  Do or die, killed or be killed
  Nigga who am I
  Silkk the Shocker, do or die for a mil
  Don't you see I be counting money like a machine
  No how I'm saying I got to buy my green
  For every fiend equals money like ching ching
  My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam
  By it for 15/5 and I sell it for 18
  You know what I'm saying, you know what a nigga like known for
  Nigga kill himself before he caught the bad one,
  you know what we known for
  And its all good in the hood, but I still stay strapped
  Keep my hands on my 45 cause these days niggas will try to straight jack
  And you know how I'm saying, 4 g's and I run it
  Never seen a nigga retire from the dope game, until I done it
  And its cool I gotta reach eight digits
  Any nigga in my way I gots to kill him
  Got a look a man in the eye before you drill him
  
  (Chorus)