Holton Street
  Dean Street (click clack)
  President (uh huh)
  Nostril out (DP's)
  Orange Al (RPG's)
  Tee Town (Who wanna ride?)
  Brooklyn
  Come on, Come on
  
  Sittin' in the living room on the floor
  All the pain got me on some migraine shit
  But I'm gonna maintain
  Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name
  And my homies in the same boat going through the same thing
  Ready for a cake
  Better plot for the paper
  We been living in the dark since April
  On the candle
  Gotta get a handle
  My homie got a 25 automatic added to the camper
  Nigga get the phone book look up in the yellow page
  Lemme tell you how we fend to get paid
  We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver
  We gonna stick the 25 up in his face
  Lets ride, stepping outside like warriors
  Head to the notorious Southside
  One weapon to the four of us
  Hiding in the corridor until we see the dominos car headlights
  White boy in the wrong place at the right time
  Soon as the car door open up he mine
  We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose
  By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes
  You know what this is
  It's a stick up
  Gimme the do' from your pickups
  You ran into the wrong niggaz
  We running down the block hot with these pizza boxes
  So we split up and met back at the apartment
  
  Hell yeah (yo ain't you hungry my nigga?)
  Hell yeah (you wanna get paid my nigga?)
  Hell yeah (ain't you tired of starving my nigga?)
  Hell yeah (well lets ride then)
  Hell yeah, Hell yeah
  
  I know a way we can get paid you can get down but you can't be afraid
  Let's go to the DMV
  And get a ID
  The name says you but the fates is me
  Now it's your turn take my paper work
  Like 1, 2, 3 lets make it work
  Then, fill out the credit card application
  And its gonna be bout 3 weeks a waiting
  For American Express
  It's cause we card
  Platinum visa, master card
  Cause we was spooked as shit like we's was targets
  Now we just walk right up and say charge it
  To the game we rocking brand names
  Goin on out the park store chains
  We even got the boys in the crew a few things
  Po Po never know who to true blame
  Sto' after Sto' you know we kept rolling
  Wait two weeks report the car stolen
  Repeat this like a like a laundry mat
  Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch
  Coming out the mall with the shopping bags
  We can take it right back then get the cash
  Yea, get a friend and then do it again
  Damn right that's how we paid the rent
  
  Hell yeah
  Time to get this paper
  I'm down for the caper
  Please steady on
  It's a deadly struggle
  We all gotta hustle
  This is the way we survive
  (repeat)
  
  I know a caper
  We can get some government paper
  You know food stamps can we really do that
  Hell yea, right there for the taking
  Fuck welfare we say reparations
  And, uh, you know the grind
  Get up early get in the line and just wait
  Everybody on break that's part of the game
  And when they call your name
  Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim
  I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless
  But I gotta eat regardless
  No family to run to I'm 22
  Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
  My sad story made her feel close to me
  I made her feel like it was an emergency
  When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe
  I came back with a big bag of groceries (hell yeah)
  
  Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day
  I find out how to pimp on the system
  Two steps ahead of the manager
  Getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register
  And when I'm working late nights stockin' boxes I'm creepin' their merchandise
  And don't put me on dishes I'm dropping them bitches
  And taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit
  We ain't getting paid commission, minimum wage, modern day slave conditions
  Got me flippin' burgers with no power
  Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour
  I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position
  I take mine off the top like a politician
  Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living
  I got mouths to feed I gots to get it
  
  Hell yeah (you down to roll my nigga?)
  Hell yeah (you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga?)
  Hell yeah (your woman need money and things my nigga?)
  Hell yeah (well lets ride then)
  Hell yeah
  
  If you coming gangsta
  Then bring on the system
  And show that you ready to ride
  Till we get our freedom
  We got to get over
  Please steady on the grind
  (repeat)