text: Niggas!
  Niggas!
  Niggas better know, I paid my dues and shit
  Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick
  And kicks it quick; you know how black niggas get
  With the hoods, fatigues with the boots with trees
  Smokin weed, flippin kis, making crazy G’s
  Hitting buckshots at niggas that open spots
  On the avenue--take my loot, and Im bagging you, huh
  Pimping hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos
  Flash the roll, make em wet in they pantyhose
  Damn, a nigga’s style is unorthodox
  Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
  Just in case a nigga wanna act out
  I just black out, and blow they motherfucking back out
  Thats a real nigga for ya
  Niggas!
  Niggas!
  Niggas!
  Niggas better know, I paid my dues and shit
  When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
  Just in case Dread want to riff
  He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
  Not your ordinary: we watch you get buried
  Thats a real nigga for ya
  Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script, and rip your lawyer
  Spit at the DA, cause fuck what she say
  She dont give a fuck about your ass anyway
  Up north, bound first stop for the town
  Of Fishkill, where the hand skills are real ill
  Youll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
  Hahaha, yo Cheek, she like that shit, Cheek
  Niggas!
  Niggas!
  Niggas better know, I paid my dues and shit
  Money, hoes, and clothes
  Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a nigga knows
  Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes
  Watching the stash grow, clocking the cashflow
  The neighborhood gravedigger
  Getting paid so much, all the bitches want to see a nigga
  I guess they figure Im paid, I want to get laid
  Or since I got loot, I want to knock boots
  Id rather beat my dick than trick
  And if she don’t suck, then we don’t fuck
  Id rather make a buck, drive a fat-ass truck
  Grab the 9, two clips, and run amuck
  Yes, flex after two or three Becks
  As I wreck shit, what the fuck you expected?
  A fly guy? Well fuck it, I’m the high guy
  From Bed-Stuy, putting the swelling on your eye
  And your nose even; when I choke ya, you stop breathing
  And when Jake come, Im leaving
  Niggas!
  Niggas!
  Niggas better know, I paid my dues and shit
  Niggas!
  Niggas!
  Niggas better know, I paid my dues and shit