[Caddillac Tah]. Yeah... Yeah yeah yo. I got a knack for pushin crack and cookin raw coke. Fresh off the boat no vest but I tote and wear it like a coat. I'm starin through the scope with one eye open and one shut. Zero in on the target spark him and watch his head bust. Ain't shit to discuss unless it's moneybags. or the SK-8 drop Jag with funny tags. Homey laugh now but die later when the lead dump. And double barrel slugs like Elmer Fudd I'm handsome. [Black Child]. Some of your favorite rappers is flamin I'm bangin things at them. They claim they gangster lettin mens give brains to them. I aim the stainless let the games begin. Bang bang dangerous my gun gang famous. My hoes don't speak english catch 'em at the foreign money exchange. New Armani leather in the Range. When you see my gang tuck in your chain. We stuck in the game we fuckin the same bang!. [Chorus: INC]. [Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (bang!). [B.C.] Shout out my niggaz en route to riches (bang!). [B.C.] I doubt we different hustlers pitchin (bang!). [B.C.] And we all gon' get away all my niggaz say. [Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (yeah!). [B.C.] Whatta bout my bitches who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!). [B.C.] Gettin money and nigga it's insignificant (yeah! what?). [B.C.] Always get your pay I love it when I hear 'em say. [Black Child]. It's back to business stackin riches. If you act suspicious it's a Wrap like Reynolds. Black Continental mac outta the window. Black's out of his mental I black out with pistols. It ain't confidential all the shit I been through. Now I'm gettin money and a mill' is essential. Bang bang nigga 'til the day we die. A tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye. [Caddillac Tah]. Nigga you know it's business befo' pleasure money over chicks. Dummies in the clip nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip. Bet a stack head crack no rollin to the six. Scoop up my chips then I split with my beautiful bitch. Like Jada Pinkett Smith for that paper I leave stinkin and stiff. Your pinky and wrist and your necklace. Get removed nigga my wolves is playin hardball. Leavin him bloody like a Pelican Bay yard brawl. [Chorus]. [Ja Rule]. Who wanna know why I got so much beef with so many rappers?. Drama it's the INC redrum spun backwards. Karma is a muh'fucker watch your actions. Cause the clip to the max slips in bananas. I catch fire like matches {*whew*} then blow out. And the flyest crews goin the fastest. Pull up to the hottest club in New York with my hazards on. No tags I just drove it off the showroom floor. Straight cash bout my paper I'm on my gangster. Doin this shit for ten years niggaz I'm major. Maybach and all that same behaviour. Money over bitches bitches over strangers. Guns befo' bangers but bangers do. For niggaz that had enough and ain't got no clue. that they can get slayed flex and get sprayed. And spin they head like yo' hottest DJ's motherfuckers!. [Chorus]. [Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business..