[Intro: Jay Z snippet]
(Bring ´em out, Its hard to yell when the barrels in ya mouth) Swizzie!
(Bring ´em out, bring ´em out) Aye!
(Bring ´em out, bring ´em out) T.I.
(Bring ´em out, bring ´em out) Aye!

[Verse 1]
TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave
Both the Feds and the State wanna see my need
The whole city got bizzerk he got treat
Anotha nigga got a hit but shawty he not me
Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed
Da king back now hoes don´t even know how to act now
Hit the club stippers gettin naked ´fore I sat down
Still ballin money stack taller than Shaq now
Still push a button to let the roof on the ´Lac down
I´m on the road doin shows puttin my mack down
Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town

[Hook]
I got the crowd yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)

[Verse 2]
Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this
I got rich and I´m still on some hoolagin shit
You be rappin bout blow I was movin the shit
You talkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit
If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit
And if I catch anotha case I know I´m true to be missed
So I´ma keep it cool head stay out of the news
Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
It´s clear to see that I´m ahead of my time
I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine
I got some time, it ain´t shit cause I get better wit time
Who got a flow and a live show better than mine

[Hook]
I got a packed house yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)

[Verse 3]
Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do
Will you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew
Or you and ya friend and play a little two on two
If you knew half of what I knew then you´ll be hittin the deck
Got a tool and a vest I can get some respect
I´ma make it hard for a sucka nigga to flex
Sho ´em this ain´t the squad for a nigga to test
Pimp my nutz too large and we way too fresh
Work well wit Nines AK´s and Techs
And quick to check a lame like a game of chess
You want beef you can bring ya best and we´ll be standin..

[Hook - 2X]
In ya front yard yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring ´em out, bring ´em out)

[Break - 2X]
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands hands in the in the air air now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!

[Bring ´em out, bring ´em out + ad libs to the end of the track]