[Intro]
1-9 n***as just love the cash
Shake down n***as say yea
1-9 n***as love the cash
H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo, BK no
Oh, oh, oh

[Bridge]
You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do
But you gon' respect what I do
I don't like nothin' about you, frontin' about you
We gon' get money without you

[Verse 1]
When shake down come through, who you gon' run to?
Have my money or we gon' hunt you
Clack, clack show you what the gun do
My murder game like a Roy Jones one, two
Now when the funds due who still gonna front you
Son dude you might get slumped on a humble
Might get a stealth torpedo to make you tumble
Cause hazard to ya hustle
Knew it wasn't hard to touch you
Especially when the bark, bark got a muzzle
And make the sound muffled
Chah - Chah {*silencer*} Brook-lyn muscle
IZZ-R, always prepared for scuffles
You see I must do what I must do
N***as screamin' fuck me, well n***a fuck you!
[Hook]
May I, kick a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night shit
On the gangstas roam
May I, keep a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night shit
While ya momma ain't home

[Verse 2]
My mercedes sittin on AMG's
Squeeze three 80's 'til they empty
Seen lately it's a style to hate me
But even when inside I'm cool as a A/C
The nickel bag sold in the park they paid me
The PJ's get shot up they blame me
Ya bitch wanna real n***a, she gon' page me
I'm the voice of Brooklyn, n***a you crazy
Questions need to be answered
Sexy rap n***as needing a dancer, I'm cancer
Kill you in a matter of days
You's a durag n***a that I battled ya ways
It's inclusive, or shake a slug off, I'm elusive
Got new guns can't wait to use it
Although, I step all slow
Get respect also, hold Tech's I'm all-pro
[Hook]
May I, kick a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night shit
On the gangstas roam
May I, keep a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night shit
While ya momma ain't home

[Bridge]
You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do
But you gon' respect what I do
I don't like nothin' about you, frontin' about you
We gon' get money without you

[Verse 3]
Now we official, I'll address my issues
Either comply or I twist you, simple
Hardrock, been livin' on Hard Knock
Hate a bitch n***a that car hop, no
The dashboard in my BM, kinda confusing
Head game on my BM, cause confusion
I pump rock myself, like the infusion
Shake down got paper, not an illusion
[Hook]
May I, kick a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night shit
On the gangstas roam
May I, keep a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night shit
While ya momma ain't home

[Outro]
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