[Chorus]
You scared, ho
You scared, ho
You scared, ho
Kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
You scared, ho
You scared, ho
You scared, ho
Kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

[Verse 1]
Bustin' with that .45, make them bitches back it up
Catch 'em ridin' on them thangs, make them bitches jack it up
Heard they got that product, mane, make them bitches pack it up
Finally got that money, mane, make them bitches sack it up
Take it to the spot, mane, now it's time to crank it up
Don't play, tomorrow's a brighter day, I got to pack it up
Means I be's the first up on the block, I gots to rack it up
Pocket full of stones, oh boy, I got to track it up
Fuckin' with you snitches, mane, don't make me want to hang it up
But lookin' at a empty plate, don't make want to keep it up
Any n***a with that work will make me wanna creep it up
Eventhough my pockets done got deep, they ain't got deep enough
Wishin' I can rob me a bank but I ain't thief enough
I keep it in the hood to rob a n***a, try to steep it up
And it's 'bout the time I get my bags, then I need it up
Time to find another boy, time to gettin' it re-it up (Re-it up)
[Chorus]
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

[Verse 2]
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
Ridin' Crown Vic with 23's, just because of these
Triple 6 Mafia n***as with this units in the back of me
Might bought a piece, snortin', dry mouth, and fuckin' falculty
Thinkin' from beginnin', mane, we went and caused a tragedy
Keepin' them n***as with they hands out up our B-I-Z
B-H-Z n***as got them toys and they gon' to play with 'em
Fill them fuckin' clizzips to the top, and they go spray with them
Rockin' them thangs two thousand, mane, them bitches better lay it down
And if they start to stutter, mane, they gonna make a n***a clown
Boy you got that cheese, we got these knifes and we gon' get a slice
Ball across the town, showin' out right here, pay the price
You's our own n***a, how you figure that this wouldn't come?
Had a chance to front me one, now you got face my gun
Face my gun like a man, time for you to count it out
N***a, said it all, lights out, bitch, time is out, ho
[Chorus]
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared
I think that they scared of me (You scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys