I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in   Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in   Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin   But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck   Ignorant bastard, I'm takin' it back to day one   No kids, but trust me I know how to raise a gun   For niggaz that think I spend my days in the sun   Well, here's the shock of your life, the glock not the mic   Homey I'm not into hype, trust me, I'm still street      You still fuckin' up then trust me I still creep   Yeah I know the platinum chain be lookin' real sweet   But reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet deep   S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs   Seperate fathers from they daughters, why bother   I'm a crook like you, I took like you   I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you   How dare you look at jigga like I'm shook like boo   I keep the fifth with me nigga, come and get me      Come and get me   Ka ka ka ka ka ka ka come   Come and get me! Ka ka ka come and get me   Come and get me! Ka ka ka   Ka ka ka ka come   Come and get me, come and get me      Don't know what y'all niggaz is   Tryin' to do but I don't like it   Yeah, straight gangster shit   Hey, uh huh uh uhh gangster shit   Uhh, straight gangster nigga   Roc      Yo, your summer's 'bout to get hot   Niggaz home from jail and they plottin'   Heard about the watch, the Bentley hard-top   The continental T, got 'em resentin' me   God I work hard, please don't envy me   I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard   I can recall a year ago, I almost lost this job   All y'all remember is the part about me parkin' the hog   What about all them days I was walkin' my dogs?      Barkin at broads, but they never hollered back   And if they did all they said was, "Where dem dollaz at?"   Imagine, bein' skinny growin' up around broader cats   The quiet assassin' demeanor of them college cats   Until I got a gat and loudly start poppin' back   Round the way, niggaz called me Bobby Bouchete   Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay   How y'all gon' stick me up, take my jewels away   Pull out your gat, car jack me take my cruise away   Well, I got news for y'all fools today, hey      I got, shots to give come and get me nigga   Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga   I won't part with this, come and get me nigga   I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga   I got shots to give, come and get me   Come and get me      I made it so, you could say Marcy and it was all good   I ain't crossover, I brought the suburbs to the hood   Made 'em relate to your struggle, told 'em 'bout your hustle   Went on MTV with do-rags, I made them love you   You know normally them people wouldn't be fuckin' witchu   Til I made 'em understand why you do what you do   I expected to hear, "Jay, if it wasn't for you"   But instead, all I hear is buzzin' in your crew      How y'all scheamin', tryin' to get accustomed to my moves   So y'all could tape my mouth, stake out my house   But I got pride, I'm a nigga first   I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first   That's how Jigga work   The funny thing, I represent y'all everytime I spit a verse   And that's the shit that hurts   But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right here   So when y'all feel that the time is right      I got, shots to give come and get me nigga   Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga   I won't part with this, come and get me nigga   I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga   I got shots to give, come and get me   Come and get me      Aiy yo yo, aiy yo yo   It's only fair that I warn ya, rap's my new hustle   I'm treatin' it like the corner, fuck with me if you wanna   My game change but my mindframe remains the same   I gotta protect what's mine   Shit I started from nothin', zero, zip   I made my way hustlin', I don't owe niggaz shit   I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun gripped      Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped   I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip   Two in the stash, one come up when I shift   I keep one under the chair where I sit   I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch   Ask Big, everytime he'd come to my crib   He'd find another gun that I hid   I'm ready to make this one of the, hottest summer there is   Everyday like a hundred-and-six, shit      I got shots to give, come and get me nigga   Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga   I won't part with this, come and get me nigga   I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga   I got shots to give, come and get me   Come and get me      I got shots to give, come and get me nigga   Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga   I won't part with this, come and get me nigga   I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga   I got shots to give, come and get me   I got, come and get me      Motherfuckers!