Yo, check this out right (c'mon, c'mon)
Harlem on the rise
And you don't want no problem with us guys (c'mon, that's right)
Uh-huh, uh-huh (c'mon)
M-A-dollar sign-E
And if you ever out tryna find me (c'mon)
I think I should warn you (uh-huh)
I get hard when I want too
Angelettie, Bad Boy, niggas ain't ready

Uh
Yo, you the type of cat in the building holdin' the cracks
Playin' son to the niggas on the corner holdin' the gats
Nigga come through, a nigga kill, never blow back
You the nigga never did but send in all the facts
Yo, I know niggas like you 'cause 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'
Niggas 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 twenty degrees in
Fahrenheit, niggas get sniped for no reason
Do a lot of work, got plenty funds and many guns
Many sons, niggas do anything to anyone
And on the streets I don't doubt nothin'
So when you talk to Mase better watch your mouth, son

Yo, if niggas wanna act, we can act
You niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap
You niggas got gats, we got gats
You niggas wanna style, we style
If you get foul, we get foul
You get wild, we get wild

If niggas wanna act, we can act
If niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap
You niggas got gats, we got gats
You niggas 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
'Cause 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, ya'll get love nigga
Six years ago I was the have-not nigga
Hot nigga, represent for all my block niggas
Now I'm six-drop niggas, baggette rock niggas
Ten G's a show and I ain't even drop niggas
Shock niggas 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 copped Jigga

Yo, if niggas wanna act, we can act
You niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap
You niggas got gats, we got gats
You niggas wanna style, we style
If you get foul, we get foul
You get wild, we get wild

If niggas wanna act, we can act
If niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap
You niggas got gats, we got gats
You niggas 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
Niggas 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 Rugby, pushin' a Benz buggie
For a better batch, roll fever for notes
And need I approach? Little niggas seated in coach
I mean, um, 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 Rollie too tight, the many link, loosen my ice
And 'fore I scoop the dice, bet a grand I beat the deuce twice
Niggas who don't make dough, I can affili' with 'em
I'm dyin' from a sickness known as Willie-ism

(Yo, if niggas wanna act, we can act)
(If niggas wanna scrap, we could scrap) mm, yo
Whatever you want, we can do (you niggas got gats, we got gats)
We can do it better (you niggas wanna style, we style)
And you niggas wanna scrap? We can scrap (if you get foul, we get foul)
Niggas wanna wild? We wild (you get wild, we get wild)
However niggas like it, you get it (niggas wanna act, we can act)
Harlem World (if niggas wanna scrap, we can scrap)
Bad Boy (y'all niggas got gats, we got gats)
'97, yeah, Harlem on the rise (you niggas wanna style, we style)
And you don't really want no problem with us guys (if you get foul, we get foul)
(You get wild, we get wild)
(Yo if niggas wanna act, we can act) uh
Got my man Cardan with me (if niggas wanna scrap, we can scrap)
KFC, D-R-E, Blinkey blink (y'all niggas got gats, we got gats, you niggas wanna style, we style)
Cooda Love, Utto, uh (you get foul, we get foul, you get wild, we get wild)
(Niggas wanna act, we can act) Black Fred
(You nigga wanna scrap, we can scrap) Biggie
(Y'all niggas got gats, we got gats) Puff Diddy
You know we got bitches (you niggas wanna style, we style)
Lox, Black Rob, the whole committee (you get foul, we get foul, you get wild, we get wild)
You don't stop, we won't stop (you niggas wanna act, we can act)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Damon Blackmon, Harold Melvin, Mason Betha, Richard Frierson