Do that shit

[Eve: Verse 1] Uh Sick when she rock shit, stop when block shit Never try to run when she pull back the cock shit Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit Eve guarantee, betcha' niggaz wanna pop this Little kids be behind me screamin' out, "Can you stop miss?!!" I know they daddy's fiendin', daydreamin' bout me topless Real bitches listen while they ride around and knock my shit Try not to move ya head, come on now, stop it Hustle nigga betty take yours quicker than coke profit 'Cuz I can double it, and put Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you fuckin wit? Not me, can't a nigga or bitch stop me You hatin' mothafuckas line up for your first copy