Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory) (Clean) - M.O.P.

Take minks off Take things off

Take chains off Take rings off

Braclets is yapped Fame came off

Ante Up

Everything off

Fool what you want we stiflin fools

Fool what you want

Your life or your jewels

The rules back 'em down

Next thing clap 'em down

Respect mine we Brooklyn bound

Bound now now

Brownsville home of the brave

Put in work in the street like a slave

Keep a rugged dress code

Always in this stress mode

That s**t will send you to your grave

So

You think I don't know that

N***a hold that

N***a hold that

N***a hold that

From the street cousin

You know the drill

I'm nine hundred

And ninety nine thou short of a mil

Ante Up Yap that fool

Ante Up Kidnap that fool

It's the perfect timing

You see the man shining

Get up off them god d**n diamonds

Huh

Ante Up O Yap that fool Oh

Ante Up Oh Kidnap that fool

Get him get him get him

Hit him hit him hit him

Yap him Zap him

Yap him Zap him

Them thugs you know ain't friendly

Them jewels you rock make 'em envy

You thinking it's all good

You creep through a small hood

Goons comin up outta a cut for your goods

And they all should

Ante Up Yap that fool

You want big money kidnap that fool

If you up in the club

Back out your pistal money

Catch them fools at the bar

For that Cristal money

The '87 stick up kids

What you n***as sayin

Get the f**k up out that 740 shorty

I ain't playin

It's flash that thang time

Bang bang time

Ante Up n***a it's game time

Hand over the ring

Take over the chain

Gimme the f**kin watch

Before I pop one in your brain

Stop playin these childish games with me

Representin 1-7-1-8 dangerously n***a

Ante Up Yap that fool

Ante Up Kidnap that fool

It's the perfect timin

You see the man shinin

Get up off them god d**n diamonds

Huh

Ante Up OhYap that fool Oh

Ante Up Oh Kidnan that fool

Get him get him get him

Hit him hit him hit him

Yap him Zap him

I'ma street regulator

True playa hater

Get back down make your a**

A mack spraya hater

Things that we need money

Clothes w**d indeed

Hats food booze essentials credentials

Code of the streets owners who creep

Slow when you sleep holdin the heat

Put holes in your jeep

Respect the streets

It's the L I LF A M M E E

Yeah n***a Danze

Gave you a chance

Cuz I blazed your man

I'm in the wrong

He said he was strong

I had reason to believe

He had some s**t up his sleeve all along

So F**k you Your Honor

Check my persona

I'm strong enough for

Old Gold and m*******a

I'ma do what I wanna quiet as kept

Raise hell

Till I was tired of stress

Yes lord

Ante Up Yap that fool

Ante Up Kidnap that fool

It's the perfect timin

You see the man shinin

Get up off them god d**n diamonds

HuhAnte Up Yap that fool

Ante Up Kidnap that fool

Get him get him get him

Hit him hit him hit him

Yap him Zap him

Yap him

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

The f**k the f**k the f**k

N***a

What the f**k what the f**k

What the f**kuhahua

Ha