Ante Up (feat. Busta Rhymes, Teflon & Remi Martin) - Remix

(We back)
 Attention please, attention please
 This shit here feels like a whole entire World collapsed
 Motherfucker!
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now
 What you want now? (What you want now?)
 What you want now? (What you want now?)
 What you want now? (What you want now?)
 What you want now?
 What you want, want, want, want, want, want, buck, buck
 Ante up, no, cut that fool
 They want to act stupid? Gun-butt that fool
 When I cock that tool, nigga run your damn jewels
 'Fore we fuck around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga
 Hunt you down nigga, run your ass down
 Unleash the hounds 'til them niggas'll gun your ass down, stop it
 You fronting like this was a thing of the past
 With tattoos over the scars a nigga left on your ass
 My niggas think lopsided, bust they gat cross-sided
 In the subways they rob trains running along-side it
 See motherfucker, we don't play with that shit
 And if you want your shit back, you had to pay for that shit
 You little costume niggas, Romper-Room niggas
 Get you in the night or early in the afternoon niggas
 We taking your whole shit while we pass through
 Even the shirt off your back, nigga run that too
 I catch you backstage, give me the keys to the Escalade
 You think you cute ho, take off them Gucci shades
 I get my dogs to do you dirty, they all 730
 Rock a ski-mask whether it's June or February
 I take your show money, take your 'dro money
 Yo, yap that fool 'cause I don't know money
 For my peeps that hate slow money, I put 'em in the industry
 So they can come and take all your money
 Wish I could bring Pun back, bitch run that
 Bitch run that, bitch run that
 So keep acting like you don't know where the funds at
 And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers where the guns at
 Ante up, yo yap that bitch
 She try to spaz out then smack that bitch
 Ho, you don't be rhyming, you still memorizing
 Remy want them goddamn diamonds
 Ante up, yap that fool
 Ante up, kidnap that fool
 It's the perfect timing, you see the man shining
 Get up off them goddamn diamonds
 Ante 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 (zap him)
 (Ante up, yap that fool)
 Fuck hip-hop, rip pockets, snatch jewels
 (Ante up) what, my whole family nuts
 Run up yo' stash house, tie granny up
 Make you strip butt-naked
 Young buck got struck with the gun butt
 For what? For tryin' to tuck the necklace
 I'm young, hungry, armed, and reckless
 On the streets with a death wish
 Don't hide when you see me, I'm on the guestlist
 (Ante up) show no mercy
 B.K., nigga, thirsty thirsty
 We bang hollows, you misrepresentin' the game
 Motherfucker, you're lame and your chain hollow
 Hit him (hit him), hit him, flash the TEC
 Yap your chain, smash the lens in your specs
 Listen, it's Lil Fame right
 With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai
 Hey yo, I'm firing outta coppertop city with a whole empire
 A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of fiya!
 Eat deep dirt nigga, it's Berk'
 I put in work until it hurt nigga step
 Easy out the truck punk, 'fore I leave your ass leaking
 I'ma bang 'til the springs in this thang start squeaking
 Die cocksucker, boom bap, boom bap
 A'ight motherfucker, what's wrong with you?
 Ante up, yap that fool
 Ante up, kidnap that fool
 It's the perfect timing, you see the man shining
 Get up off them goddamn diamonds
 Ante 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 (zap him)
 Nigga
 Wassup, wassup, wassup
 Buck, buck, buck