[Bars-n-Hooks]   Startin' wit' us, through this take over we lockin' down the sound   Hip Hop's makeover, we breakin' the rules and changin' the game   We ain't yo QB regulars, we breakin' to change   We the most Infamous Black Entrepeneurs   We leaders, record sellin' overacheivers, controllin' the speakers   Movin' the crowds, bringin' our own sound and lockin' it down   So if you on your own wit' us, flow wit' us , give it all you got   And you goin' blow wit' us, see you at the top, we on our way   Cause Bars-n-Hooks is here to stay, we here forever   We entrepeneuin', straight out of the back of the trunk   Dawg theres no losin' , we independent Dunn you talk it, we do it   You frontin', we Young Black Entrepenue it..      [Chorus*Prodigy and Female*]   ...Get rich, get money, get paper(FUBU)   Get paid, get straight, get laced(Karl Kani)   Get yo ones, Get yo Dunns out the slums(Roca-Fella)   Get yo ones, get yo moms out the hood   Get dollas, get cash, get bucks(Ruff Ryders)   Get wit' it, get big, get bucks(Flava Unite)   Be a lil' git or be a drugs(Kashmir)   Get a job nigga do something   Dr. y'all be a Young Black Entrepenuer, we them Young Black Entrepenuers   Blackheads, we them Young Black Entrepenuers   We them Young Black Entrepenuers      [Havoc]   yo, yo...Young Black Entrepenuer, pop the fo'   Only when needed thats what them soldeirs for   Got my mind on this money, got enough or more   A have me vaskin' in this son, why you scramblin' dawg   Niggas makin' real mistakes, some talk about that real estate   Pumpim' that real shit, thats what I call weight, what cha' call on   I call it Half-Weight, Half-Ass, How to starve wit only Half-a-Cake   Fuck outta here, wit' a mouth to feed, a have me goin' hard   Like Smokey goin' for' trees, and you can blow these   Blockin' my nigga please, I wake up in the morning wit' that #1 thing   Get Money, like pussy can't live wit' out it, and if you don't got it   Probably gonna be wit' out it, Fo' Sho, Young, Black, Entrepenuer   Pop the fo', only when needed thats wat its for      [Bars-n-Hooks]   yo...hey yo, Its all about the paper, the big mansion we lampin'   The office buildings for all his buisness   we got cha' like "Damn" look at all this Infamous, Films and   Promotion, Record and clothin', we on our own in puttin up our own chips   Thats the whole meanin' of In-De-Pen-Dence, scared money, don't make money   And the clothes malt, dont' give venom   Real niggas take money, cause we the real Entrepenuers in this game   We, young, black and doin' our thang, I'm only 19, playin wit chips   That y'all want, talk about me any way, I'ont care cause I'm up   I'ma QB see-er, YBE-er, everybody wanna join us, why?they can't beat us   The ice on us, they blind, they can't see us   We push benzes and own our buisness...      [Chorus*Prodigy and Female*]   ...Get rich, get money, get paper(Cash Money)   Get paid, get straight, get laced(No Limit)   Get yo ones, Get yo Dunns out the slums   Get yo ones, get yo moms out the hood(BET)   Get dollas, get cash, get bucks(Faith Magazine)   Get wit' it, get big, get bucks(Don Diva)   Be a lil' git or be a drugs(Granson)   Get a job nigga do something(*echoes something, something*)