Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table While I look outside So many things I'd say if only I were able But I just keep quiet and count the
believe it (I can't believe it) Hey, check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it
count, we the only thing that matters, oh So we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night, whole crew
First off, I can't keep a promise, I'm no one to count on at all Add on that I'm a coward, too scared to return your call But you don't care, you keep
nigga come get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault
no fear five rings in their ear, holes in their nose Way-out clothes, living life to the fullest buck shot and bullets Triggers she'll pull it, Earth she wanna rule it
you shot I'll take a show and abduct it, stone cold house it If it gets wild with gasoline I'll douse it Set it ablaze and then I'll stomp it out Many
money off the pros And when I see I get you in my sights I give your ass a story to write 'cause it's on, it's on It's on motherfucker and you can't
I ain't no Marvel Comic But when it comes to game I'm atomic At droppin' it straight point blank and untwisted No imagination needed, cause I lived it
Hustlin' apparatus It's the L.A. cash flow, master-roller No one gets colder, I used to flip boulders Of caine on my brain, it's outta control, crime
never hesitate to take a chump sucker down And my H-K it holds 80 rounds So when you move be careful and don't play And watch for the ricochet Suicide,it
you want to, friend But when it's time to count the chips only the real will win The game of life is only fake and true But it's all about the dollars
, it gets hot How'd you get into this spot? You played yourself Yo, yo, you played yourself I'm no authority but I know the D E A L When it comes to
rock band, it's got to jump off, it's real black hardcore Band called Bodycount, and a, on some of the records I'm like layin' Some vocals on it and
had something on you I woulda did it by now Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio session Down and sending it to mastering to make it
some of your own Count that money, get your game on You're a hater, just let it go Swagger jagger, swagger jagger You should get some of your own Count
Get it out of the way Don't wait any longer, do it today [Chorus:][Tweet & Timbaland] You can count on me I'm gonna get it done, get it done Before
- tles of scotch Smoke pot And heal the people Any rebuttal To what I utter Get box-cuttered Count how many bad honeys I slutted It's a high number Name