Runnin’ Shit Mocha (Ft. Timbaland)

[Verse 1: Mocha]
Wanna know what's happenin'?
Mocha what's happenin'
Please you an amateur
Feed off crumbs scavenger
Yeah get it accurate
Pockets make dough, cash in it
Broke savages, flow patented
Don't challenge this, master this
My G got you actin' it
You ain't heard you be gassin' chicks
Talkin' bout throwin' on mattresses
How you packin' it, put yo' back in it
Dreams of grabbin' it, stabbin' it
Right, have you blown up after it
I ain't one of them, I ain't havin' it
Act like you know who the baddest is

[Chorus: Timbaland & Mocha]
Y'all chickens ain't runnin' shit
Me and my niggas we runnin' shit, what?
Y'all chickens, y'all lovin' it
Me and my niggas be thuggin' it, what?
Y'all niggas ain't runnin' shit
Me and my girls we runnin' shit, what?
Y'all niggas ain't thuggin' it
See my face you lovin' it