[Chorus]Now let me count it off 3x
Hey you, blow your whistle
Now let me count it off 3x
Hey you, blow your whistle
Now let me count it off 3x[Verse 1 Ms. Jade]
I know it's rare, but niggas they feel me everywhere
I'm from the land of white tees, 
Vickie's and 
Roca-WearN
Y guys spit at cats, do-rags
Pop it in turn it up, bang my shit in they 
JagsI got dem niggas in 
LA crip walkin' in the truck
Atlanta, down south bamma's, you know they get it crunk
Now I'ma float on, roll me somethin' to smoke on
You hope I go away, continue to get your hope on
Rap game, regardless 
I stack changethe same affect as the game
Ms. Jade is tha mutha-f-in' name
I got a L-
O-C-K down the freeway, 
BK back up to 
PhillyWon't stop 'til they kill me
I get it done, rap chicks see me and run
Only mixin' coke with the rum
Ain't scared, niggas be bums
You wanna see me, beats **** up ya hooptie
Suburbans, 
Benz or the two seats
Major numbers the first week[Chorus]
Now let me count it off 3x
Hey you, blow your whistle
Now let me count it off 3x
Hey you, blow your whistle
Now let me count it off 3x[Verse 2 Jay-Z]
Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now
Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now
Yea, it's young 
Vitto, voice of the young people
Roc C-E-O, hot hits for the 
P-O