I'm A Go And Get My... - Busta Rhymes, Mike Epps

Yeah, they call me P-Shake, I’m a number runner

And I just wanna let you know I’m getting that Arab Money

I’m getting that Chinese money

I’m getting that motherfucking British Columbia money

Nigga basically what I’m saying, your dollar ain’t shit!

You feel me?

And bullshit ain’t nothing but chewed up grass

And that’s a big black ball that come out of a cow’s ass

So the next time you see that annointed bitch you know

Bend her, spin her, and go up in her, and let her know

Bitch, there is no dinner

These are the reasons and these are the numbers that I got for ya

And it’s 13. 20. 27. 38

25, 27, 13, 20, 27th, 38's

Doo doo do do dooooooo

I’m a go and get my *25* over on *27*

Be back in *13* minutes or even *20*

Be back with *27* niggas with them *38's*

Doo doo do do dooooooo

See there was this situation with a couple niggas I was peeping

The way they was moving analyzing the shit they was doing in the club Grilling

and screwing they faces up

Front like they chilling and moved a couple paces up, playing me close

But I’m saying we most… ly be in a spot

Celebrating something and probably making a toast

Party till we probably shaking the coast

And hardly ever start a problem unless you gotta

I’m sayin we supposed to be enjoying ourself nigga

Cause we entrepreneurs and gwop connoisseurs employing ourself nigga

Exploiting my wealth with the company I’m keeping

Until a hater came and got to annointing himself to be

The one to come in it, and had a couple dudes to support him

Acting all extra like he had the thing on him

Then after we finish beating on him, now he know we ain’t playing

That’s when he walked away saying

Shit is really bug to me how some of these niggas they be coming

And setting theyself up till you hit them and getting theyself up

In these altercations they don’t really be needing

Until it’s too late, then they realize that a body part is bleeding

Instead of being out and enjoying the people

They be acting all tough, yapping and bluffing instead of being peaceful

These partially thugs be spreading like cancer

Fronting like gangsters until you bust they head now they looking like dancers

While they leaning and they rocking with after

You could’ve avoided *BEEF!* The shit is annoying, *CHIEF*

Cause now you got the bouncer stopping the door, killing

Nobody else is getting in cause we mopping the floor with you

Instead you could have came to party and BS and deaded the fronting

Bag you a chick, while you sipping on something

But instead you chose to do something that made us lump your shit up

For playing, now what the fuck is he saying?

Who did it?

Which one of y’all niggas hit me in my motherfuckin.

Where my earring at?

Where my keys?

Why y’all them niggas hit me in my motherfuckin jaw like that?

Where my keys at?

Where my shoe?

I can’t find my shoe, you hit me in the jaw nigga?

Is that the one?

Nah, whassup though — how you doin?

Which one of y’all niggas hit me in my jaw man?

How y’all conceal it?

Somebody go call my girl

Somebody hit me in my jaw

I got Medicade nigga that’s alright

Y’all hit me in my motherfuckin jaw like that

I tell y’all, y’all pussy, don’t feel it

Nigga I got a brother that’s a Crip

Nigga I got another brother that’s a Blood

We gon' tear this motherfucker up y’all niggas hit

Y’all done hit the wrong nigga now!

Y’all hit the wrong nigga!

Y’all gon' sit there and let.

I’mma sue this club!

I’m suin this muh’fuckin club cause y’all security guards

Sit there and let them niggas jump on me like that!

Bitch-ass…