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Yeah I’m back to work man I’mma do this shit til I fall apart She boomerang, I do my thang, she come back Everytime that bitch say she leaving she come back She boomerang-rang, she boomerang-rang She boomerang-rang, she boomerang-rang This one’s for all you niggas on lock down Really missing the bitch with the dick in her mouth Now she say she leaving, I say leave Shit I need air to breath She no neccessity to me, I got game like the NBA Pro bitch, I know shit My nickname NFL, a Nigga Fucking Loaded I’m rich like them white boys out there playing hockey NHL, a Nigga Hold a Llama and I’m cocky Should I explain myself, baby I’m on that hood shit So say you wanna go, well I say go ‘head good bitch I tour PGA, thats Pussy n Good Ass Bitch, when your on the jet, everybody first class Shots of Tequila, Philippine cuisine, Adobo You know a nigga loco My photo on the cover of the Vibe A nigga so live, it’s GQ, XXL and Black Enterprise All I wanna do is flip money and make a profit Shorty get to working my nerves, she need to stop it Special investigate son, she jumping through my phone I wanna fucking be friend this is not want I want Shit was cool til she shifted now her emotions involved I got that dick game that put bitches in pyscho ward She said she need me like she need air And it hurts because I’m acting like I don’t care I was stuck so we fuck, call it make up sex Call it magic, she tried to leave, she come back She gotta have it She addicted to my left stroke Nah man, my right stroke I hit the back of that thing, she hit high notes You niggas in trouble man I woke up this morning, feeling like the old me I swear to God man Everytime I say something, it’s hot This shit just come outta me man They say I work just what I am I’m an artist, Dont waste your time being a critic Because I’m critically acclaimed muthaf-cker Around the World, I’m 1 of 1 There will never be another me I’m a perfectionist striving for perfection 50 Cent, fuck with me, G-g-g-g-g-unit

I’ll put this shit together, I’ll tear this shit apart Demolition, the architect, I’ll let you see the spark Bullet open your head make your brain a landmark Put what you thinking on the curb, nigga, mark my word If there’s a L to take it’s gon be your loss Double-barrel buck spray, your ass get tore off You’ve been warned, you hard nigga I’m just gon hit you harder Guard ya, stick ya, rip ya, extended clip ya Graze ya, blaze ya, hard to miss with the laser You talk shit I spit the razor The mastermind, the muscle, boy, I know how to touch you I plot it, plan it, then execute it dammit You a killer, you that nigga, you put work in all the time You a shooter it’s nothing to you, you maneuver with the 9 I heard it all before, I’m strapped coming at you boy This what, beef or war? I get the drop, blow your face on the floor I don’t believe you when you say you tough nigga All that means is you fucked, nigga, I get the drop, Im on ya Nigga make one false move around me I say “fuck it I’m ridin” And ain’t no sense in tryna duck me motherfucker I’ll find ya Im still goin through my 50-niggas-everywhere-I-go phase Catch me slippin no days, you pussy niggas no way To stop me you gon need at least a Mack boy Shoot me with a .25 I be like “what you do that for?” That party popper ain’t gon cut it But once you crossed the line you crossed the line, nigga, so fuck it I’m built for it, try to do the shit I do get killed for it Pints of blood spill for it, beef I’m still for it Niggas wanna bump with Ferrari, prolly they ain’t get the memo I got cake, it’s your wake My gun or money make a nigga put a mask on Shoot a head or break a leg, put a cast on You-you a killer, you that nigga, you put work in all the time You a shooter it’s nothing to you, you maneuver with the 9 I heard it all before, I’m strapped coming at you boy This what, beef or war? I get the drop, blow your face on the floor I don’t believe you when you say you tough nigga All that means is you fucked, nigga, I get the drop, Im on ya

You know Clue man, Im tryin to holler at this bitch right and Im like Yeah, I told her I write music for a living And shes like need I say yeah, my name is 50 Cent And she said oh you 50 Cent, you know I love your music I listen to DJ Clue, I hear your music all the time And Im like yeah, this bitch on my dick I love this music shit, man, this shit is the shit right here, man Hey yo, but I seen you in that black Escalade, Clue And I seen your boy Skane in that silver 745 boy Man, yall playin hardball like a motherfucker See me I switch up hoopties cause niggas pay niggas to shoot me You know how it is in the hood Dead men dont hear no applause Dont men dont go off on tours Dead men dont accept no awards 50 that thought you was dead kid, kid - 2X 50, its 50, its 50, motherfucker Im back, Im back, Im back motherfucker Niggas thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldnt stop me I Hit Em Up worse than Pac, watch me I dont hesitate to pull out the Burna nigga I stick my snub nose in shit, that dont concern a nigga Im the reason that Coupe, aint got no top Im the reason that Rouger, aint got no shots And when I squeeze, I tend to keep on squeezin If your lucky, you can run, and keep on breathin When my knife hit ya windpipe and you start wheezin You put your hand over the hole, and it gonna stop the breathin I am what I am, and I aint gonna change My 5th clip loaded to the tip, Ill blow out ya brains Trust me, Im not what you used to homie You little faggot, Ill tell ya fuckin boss to blow me Im puttin pressure on you, you payin the pump About to die like a man, but you live like a chump I only walk wit a limp, when I walk wit a pump I cant wait to see you scatter, when I pull out and dunk ya 50, its 50, its 50, motherfucker Im back, Im back, Im back motherfucker Niggas thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldnt stop me I Hit Em Up worse than Pac, watch me 50, its 50, its 50, motherfucker Im back, Im back, Im back motherfucker Niggas thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldnt stop me I Hit Em Up worse than Pac, watch me This time, Im gonna hit em harder This time, Im gonna hit em harder 50 Cent , G-Unit DJ Clue , Early Damn, Thats hot man, rewind that

Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard When we drink we do it right, gettin slizzurred Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6 Now Im feelin so fly like a G6 Like a G6, Like a G6 Now Im feelin so fly like a G6 Hey, hey, hey We balling, another grand, another grand When I roll 50 deep I blow a 100 grand This the way I play yall understand? Champagne bottle after bottle, damn Glass after glass til you feel a buzz Baby bring it over, let me fill it up I aint did little shit since a little kid Im a big boy now so I do it big Rose, Moet, Dom P, just a taste of Hennessy Crystal it go down how it supposed to go down When you fuck with me I mean my paper straight, I blow the cake We bounce to the 808 I mean Im super rich, su-super rich Never mind why we do this ish She aint drunk, she acting like she drunk So I can do what I want Im touching her where I want From behind and up front Shes a freak, Im a freak Funny how we just meet Right here out on the floor Give me more, give me more Hell Yeaa Drink it up, drink-drink it up When sober girls around me, they be actin like they drunk They be actin like they drunk, actin-actin like they drunk When sober girls around me actin-actin like they drunk Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up Hell Yeah, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up Hell Yeah, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up

Boy if you want me, then you can have me I want you to want me and love me unconditionally You want me to want you, you want me to need you You want me beg and stay by my side You want me to chase you, you want me to lace you You want me to just swallow my pride You want too much from me Pretending Im that nigga you lovingg Last week it was my man, the week before your husband Girl that ring on your finger means nothing Its just a waste of money, and he was just a dummy I know you kiss hIm and hug him And tell hIm that you love him, you lying Because I hit the first night and I wasnt even trying You facinated with the flow You know Im about to blow Come to see me at my show Admire how my wrist glow You like the way I get the dough We can go, just to drow Let your knees hit the floor I like it when you do it slow Aint nobody got to know We can keep it on the low I dont like niggas in my business, told you that before You want me to hug you, you want me to love you You want me to miss you everytime you gone You wanna shine, you wanna spend time Girl this is just a fling thing, word is bond You want too much from me Everyday calling my phone You found out my benz sittin on chrome Wont leave me alone Catchin feelings cause Im never at home I shouldve known not to pick up the phone Before a nigga got on You wouldnt take time out to speak Then you expect me to take your ass out to eat I cant lie girl you sure look good in that mink Tonight its on you, you gonna buy me a drink Whatchu think? You want me to lay out quality time, like you dont know Im on tour Fuck you blowin up my cell phone for? huh? Why everytime we talk you askin for more, huh? You want a nigga to commit, that our relationship shit and I didnt string you along, you talkin reckless Shorty look at my necklace I dont sell dreams, I sell records I know your type, used to parade around town Bumped into an entertainer, now you wanna slow down Introduced me to family and friends as well Walkin out the house feeling like a piece of show-n-tell Cheatin cause your boyfriend doesnt like to spend I hate to bust your bubble but Im just like him - repeat to fade

You know you want me you probably wanna kiss this Act like its christmas and put me on your wish list When it go down Im a help you blow your whiskers Put your lips on my lips and taste my honey You know you want me you probably wanna lick this Girl Im a treat everyday you cant get this Im busy man I be handlin my business But we can get our freak on some quick shit Tonights the night shorty youll never forget this I dim the lights, I get it right, Im like a pimp sick Down on the bed, I make the clothes disappear quick I see through her La Perla pretty clear kid Im turned on now I really wanna hit, kiss Her neck and nibble til Im way down on her waist kid Man shes a freak, Im a freak I be freakin off When she come in with a friend, Im like Take it off! I got a fetish for the cheddar, yeah Im rich bitch That dont mean Im runnin round buyin chicks shit You see the chrome doubt be shinin on my new six My pinky ring, my neck, my ears and my wrist lit I like the ice Im pretty nice on the dice trip Twice in a row you know, I got to get the dough My confidence is high, I know I could hit a lick My gs pretty good, I know I could get the bitch You know you want me you probably wanna kiss this Act like its christmas and put me on your wish list When it go down Im a help you blow your whiskers Put your lips on my lips and taste my honey You know you want me you probably wanna lick this Girl Im a treat everyday you cant get this Im busy man I be handlin my business But we can get our freak on some quick shit Ill be your wife, Ill be your girl, Ill be your mistress But if you aint spendin that dough your gettin dismissed That mean you gotta keep me laced like a seamstress You cant expect nothin less from the Queen Bitch My doggy style make you wanna jump on that Just like a dog on that chase for the kitty kat Man hes a freak, Im a freak I be freakin off He pour the honey on me, and then he clean me off I take his breath away, Kim leave em speechless Im so wet, Ill have a nigga feelin sea sick He in the streets all day but its alright Cause hell be back tonight, and then the next night And then the next night, because the sex tight Ill be his Advil, I gotta keep his head right He outta town and he fiendin for me every night Hes so addicted sendin for me on the next flight You know you want me you probably wanna kiss this Act like its christmas and put me on your wish list When it go down Im a help you blow your whiskers Put your lips on my lips and taste my honey You know you want me you probably wanna lick this Girl Im a treat everyday you cant get this Im busy man I be handlin my business But we can get our freak on some quick shit You know you want me you probably wanna kiss this Act like its christmas and put me on your wish list When it go down Im a help you blow your whiskers Put your lips on my lips and taste my honey You know you want me you probably wanna lick this Girl Im a treat everyday you cant get this Im busy man I be handlin my business But we can get our freak on some quick shit

Ayo I think we need a little excitement in our relationship Lil roleplay you know what I mean You be the doctor, I be the patient Imma let you feel my Chest to chest, can you feel my Pull up your dress, can you feel my We get this wettin, you can feel my Baby, its time to switch up the way things go Tonights the tonight youll be in control I brought you a uniform so you could play the role Now heres the stepping stone Lady, I know before we was going kinda cold The same ol same always seem to take a toll Trying to take you back, sip a little Olde Gold And try a couple things we aint never did before Maybe you can be a freak for me at the door I come up in the crib, you dress ready to go Girl, take it down low, make it clap real slow I never had so much fun without spending dough Baby, you the star of the big boy show I love you even more now that you unpredictable Once we in the bedroom, aint no telling what well do So what you wanna do? Imma let you feel my Chest to chest, can you feel my Pull up your dress, can you feel my We get this wettin, you can feel my You like it when your clothes are invisible This condition is critical Off to the bedroom, here we go You alot better than my new girls underworld Yeah, time for you to bust out the new red pumps Imma lick shots make the box spring jump Go head and play the role, Imma give you what you want Side to side, bring it back to the front Dress up like the marshalls on a manhunt Leave all my jewels, cuz you love it when I stunt Ill play any role except being a chump My john aint little, girl, You know I get it crunk Your boy Todd Smith, Im the future of the funk Pretend we little kids, play tag and dry hump Film my home movie, back to work before lunch Thats what I want Imma let you feel my Chest to chest, can you feel my Pull up your dress, can you feel my We get this wettin, you can feel my You like it when your clothes are invisible This condition is critical Off to the bedroom, here we go You alot better than my new girls underworld

Yeah, it?s 50. Uh huh, Scrappy. It?s the Unit Ahh nigga what you don?t know, is I ride around with the 44 Got a lil brown tryin to get some more, who you tryin to front? Ill let the whistles blow, the whistles blow? Chorus: I represent Atlanta, I?m a A-Town rider, I?ll lay a nigga down, I ain?t aimin at your legs, I?ma put it to your head, until your brains on the ground Nigga Trix are for kids niggas out here catchin biz hes got his dick playin around Shawty gon? keep talking and we talking I?ma put that fuckin gun on your mouth Its the prince of the south, back up in me With the tool in my pocket and the A-town fitted If you don?t get love from the A, then you ain?t winnin Im on the ?, butt naked hoes and big boy pimpin In the A, all the niggas they think I be trippin Cuz I walk with my gun out, prepare for the lickin The young boys stay crunk, them rims be spinnin Niggas will jack you for your car, I don?t care what you whippin But I?m gonna tell you like this, I don?t play no games I was built for this shit and I can take the pain Through my whole life course I?ve been off the chain And niggas knew I been broke way before the fame I been havin ? thoughts of ? a nigga Ooo I wish a nigga would, I don?t take that shit If a lot of talkers are less, walkers that?s rich My momma taught me to hit every nigga that act like a bitch Chorus: I represent Atlanta, I?m a A-Town rider, I?ll lay a nigga down, I ain?t aimin at your legs, I?ma put it to your head, leave your brains on the ground Nigga ?? kids niggas out here catchin biz I?m the dick playin around Shawty gon? keep talking and we talking I?ma put that fuckin gun in your mouth Yeah there?s no place like home, there?s no place like home? See these streets pay me, I?m a ? baby Who better like ?, I don?t care if they like me If I am A, around my way, I?ma rep the A all god damn day It?s Atlanta GA, so watch what you say, that?s where I stay, I be on Cascade The choppers spray, get hit with the K, from a block away, fuckin with me Zone three is the place to be, where the young niggas will get you got for free You don?t see a crack head getting crunk on tv, and if you don?t believe me, then why don?t you come see? A Chorus: I represent Atlanta, I?m a A-Town rider, I?ll lay a nigga down, I ain?t aimin at your legs, I?ma put it to your head, leave your brains on the ground Nigga ?? kids niggas out here catchin biz I?m the dick playin around Shawty gon? keep talking and we talking I?ma put that fuckin gun in your mouth

{gunshot} Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration I love niggas! I love niggas! Cause niggas are me! And I should only love that presents me I love to see niggas go through changes I love to see niggas shoot through shit And to all niggas that do it I love To all my Brooklyn To all my Uptown To all my Bronx To all my Queensbridge Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin weed, flippin kis, makin crazy Gs Hittin buckshots at niggas that open spots On the avenue, take my loot, and Im baggin you Pimpin hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks Just in case a nigga wanna act out I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out Thats real We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Dont try to act like you dont feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga leave a nigga fa sho! When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths Just in case dread wanna riff He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried Thats a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She dont give a fuck about your ass anyway Up North found first stop Watertown Of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill Youll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover Ha hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I catch a new case, and tell her ass catch me if you can Dont let your people fill you up wit octane Im not playing Get gassed up to get blast up Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa 50 Cent, Ill break yo ass off propa Theres no place like home, New York - New York I run this city, I dont dance around like Diddy Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they dont want drama really Pussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly Even the hood they feel me {gun cocked} hah! Im on fire! Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit Every bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch!

Yeah, Im back baby, you miss me? Come hear I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coupe De Ville PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later Pimpin I em simply what you call a P.I.M.P You could never go broke when your G tight like me You Wanna Ride With Tha King Of New York maybe Get your money up choose a pimp and we can talk maybe They say the games to be sold not told I sprinkle a lil shit in my lines its hot tho You see tha bitches i fuck with ,you know its real I swet em to man i get em too man i stay on they heels Fuck a parkinlot everyware im at im pimpin sunshine rain sleet or snow mane When im around niggas handcuff they dames I fuck em and send em home and they dont love me tha same See my face on MTV tha mood just change she suddinly Dosent want you touchin her mane I had tha same affect on brods tha same befor tha fame Queens track hustler point niggas know me mane I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later Pimpin I can see it in her eyes she tired of tha adverge live Fuckin with me so adjective to tha clameres live Fallow instructions baby tha skys tha limit If you can belive suceed then achefe But first past tha weed i was born ta be a balla Niggas be hatein on a kid i cant call it I could be everything you need tha shoulder you lean on Tha one that you talk to, tha one that you key lone If your atracktive we get to thumpin for awile If you listen long enough ill send some humer ta make you smile Got you outta pokit now bitch go on choose a pimp Doc blew me lost my moma iv been pimpin ever since Im a special kinda nigga girl cant you see? I talk tha way out hood on to your t.v I may change tha way of life apere so easy But you gotta be about your paper if your rollin with me lets go I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later Pimpin Im from a bottom from a bottom goin ta take it to tha top! If you think we cant do it nigga watch We go to all tha way to a drop From a lil to alot put a touch up and we got it Shes far from adverge She a spechil lady shell do anything for me and that drives me crazy We get our grind on I let her blow on my dice then my luck change i hit tha h right twice Its simple its mental she down for me When theres no one around, she around for me Shes my sunshine after tha pain my joy after tha rain its easy to comprehend simple and clean I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later I Be Pimpin! Ridin in My Coop Deviel PimpinCrome On Tha Spokes And Rims Pimpin Tell Them What I Tought You Girl Purse First Ass Later Pimpin I be pimpin... Purse First ass later i be pimpin

This is how Im feeling right now, I mean Im.. Im blessed Me, I aint got to send a usher around with baskets or talk to a choir But nigga Im cleaner than your motherfucking preacher on sunday morning Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard, I do work to get by But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking in the service on sunday morning I make so many mistakes, so many corrections Im so far from perfect, so many imperfections But Im a go getta, I get up and go get it So if youre preaching prosperity, I wanna hear it I make the hood look good, turn the base into base line Punch lines to white lines, run from the one time My verse is like a graphic scene, close your eyes Now you seen the dope fiend lean And you seen the pimp pimp hoes The 4-4 blow and niggas puff dro Like theres no tomorrow Hit that pass that, thats the motto You know jails like vacation for my friends They go away, come home and do the same shit again You think Im bad, man they dont give a fuck They trying do what they gotta do to get a buck Me, I aint got to send a usher around with baskets or talk to a choir But nigga Im cleaner than your motherfucking preacher on sunday morning Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard, I do work to get by But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking in the service on sunday morning I take the line out the good book an eye for an eye Shoot me I shoot you back, I dont care if you die First the sun comes down, then the sun goes up And the coke price too when the Ds make a bust Its freeze nigga, get the fuck on the wall and Everything you worked for, they come to take it all Man its like they dont know what they taking Hit you with the tazer, Ill have you sizzling like bacon When you pray say a prayer for me, a nigga could use it Through my pain theres a piece of me in all of my music Go head you can judge me, Im hoping you love me I see I got it mastered, muh muh muh magic Hocus pocus keep the bitches focused Before we pop up on that ass with toasters Lord forgive me Im regressing again Forgive me for that line and the rest of my sins Me, I aint got to send a usher around with baskets or talk to a choir But nigga Im cleaner than your motherfucking preacher on sunday morning Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard, I do work to get by But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking in the service on sunday morning

G Unit If it wasnt for bad luck I wouldnt have luck If it wasnt for doing bad I wouldnt know about doing good It aint safe down here in my hood It could be a beautiful day And youll get hit by strays This is what you do If a nigga stealing money out the crew Cut eight of his fingers off and leave a nigga with two Destinys beef its always escalate in the future You aint tough cause ten probably aiming to shoot ya Puss enough to make a neighborhood bum pick up a pistol Fill the clip up and hit you In the face or use the pistol All it takes is aim a nigga really tried to diss you Its gon be an issue If you dont fry his tissue Whats a crack head thinking bout right before he takes a hit Hell if I know probablly a whole lot of mistakes and shit What the fuck makes a nigga want to have a relationship When I could have a Caucasian, Spanish, or Asian chick Nigga you could run but the lightsll beat ya Put red dots on you like a slice of pizza Got a groupie on my lap nigga sun roof top nigga Chilling on the scene With the gangsta lean This shit is real drama in the hood boy you better stay strapped You need to wear a vest shit its on like that Niggas you think is coolll stab you in the back I know for a fact I got a Gem Star thatll open ya face The Macll make you open the safe Im walking around with a open case Yall been on my dick a long time thanks Now Im a introduce you to my man get em Banks You might catch Banks in the city with that blue and gray shit Ropes as thick as the ones they hung slaves with Shorty aint ya wife dog Im blazin after ya Got rocks on my neck from a cave in Africa Just bought a new bitch got beige and black in her Police watching us like an Asian Trafficer Go ahead front Im dying to poke ya hater And put a patch on your eye like an Oakland Raider I aint got a silencer just a Solt Potater I seen ya wife you had to be on coke to date her Its a problem when I get in So if its hate in ya blood you better find a way to hold that shit in Im lying to these hoes So if you bust in my room youd probably catch a bitch trying to propose From a block bang out I caught iron in my clothes Stuck without my wratchet Buck in my bread basket Ear drums soft from lead to Bounce off the floor injured my leg in traffic Headed towards the Mackland But its hard as hell to walk a straight line when ya eyeballs doing back flips Duck from the SK Special Or Im a leave ya fucking shirt looking like the eses dressed you Itll be a case when I catch you Im putting holes in ya face like a pretzel Make jakes have to sketch you Arm and legsll break the same time your neck do Throw you off a projects For fucking with my set I know you hate me and would like to jump me Cause I play around acres like Michaels monkey You aint hurtin me in Air Force Cause my Nikes is comfy Catch me out in the country With lights and company She cant be thirsty because all night she drunk me See I made it convince me Shes better than Lewinski Whats the sense of holdin on the metal if its empty? You need shells in em To leave swells in em Catch Banks at the top of the globe Pocket of dough Rocks in the low Lockin and load Cock and explode I grew up pops and a O Mix match socks on my sole Cops on a stroll Spendin knots on my gold I got Ns in my jeans For Benzes and screens Cause I take money like vending machines I used to stick pens in my jeans Now I got beams Thatll leave you bending with screams Pressure turns men to Marines King pins to pussys And hard rocks into milk and cookies Motherfuckers

Yeah, this is what you call inner city blues Now that I got you here I got your attention I wanna welcome you all to the winners circle Im a winner winner, look I gotta win After I win I got to win over again Please dont confuse a nigga for a loser Watch me maneuver with the Ruger Look, I gotta win By any means, Im a 7 or 11 Trip-6 or a Cee-Lo, you aint hear that from me though My occupations operation get money Got that beam on that 9, got that money on my mind Got no patience, man, I grind like Im running out of time See the sunshine reflect off my shine, youre blind You write hot lines like mine lines youre signed That bitch bad, her ass so fat class, she mine Im addicted to it, me I got to win Over and over and over again This quest for the paper is never gon end So to my competition heres the message I send Man, you aint a shooter, you aint a robber You talk like a mobster you fucking blogger I say some hard shit you wanna say somethin harder Smack the shit out you, you wanna run to the law, huh? This movies a rerun, you seen this before She used a vibrator and she suck on your boy I stand out like a sore thumb, Im hard to ignore You get addicted to the dick then have to go through withdrawls After I go through the drawers Im back on my grizzly Back getting busy causing a frenzy Its nothing new to me, theres nothing they could do to me That aint been done to me - this is fun for me

Its 50, Yeah Its time I laid back on em Real smooth yeah Im not down for the mind sex Im tryin to get some pussy and jet You can burn an in-scent Lay back and relax Feel the good vibrations After me fuck I dont a conversation Pardon me love that ass lookin right What you doin tonight You should stop aight My body language say it all So we aint gotta talk I got fly spot southside queens New York Now you know I wanna fuck No doubt but I wanna try a different route Dont say a word Un-button your blouse Pull that skirt down Come to my bed time to put it down Im not down for the mind sex Im tryin to get some pussy and jet You can burn an in-scent Lay back and relax Feel the good vibrations After we fuck I dont a conversation New princess show me your interests Wait let me guess you like my ghetto poetry Heres a little something I wrote down In case you ever came around You hear that fly shit You know its me Position after position Ill exploit your body Like an instructor for yoga or advanced Pilates Your working up a sweat You like it how I like it? Go ahead go up and down I like it when you ride it Im not down for the mind sex Im tryin to get some pussy and jet You can burn an in-scent Lay back and relax Feel the good vibrations After we fuck I dont a conversation Motherfuckin right I dont want no conversation Talk to a bitch try to explain to her why she should give me some boyzes and the bitch slow. First she know then she dont know if she gonna give some boyzes, she slow. So I aint supposed to be hangin out with no mentally retarded ho, you know shit like that, you know what Im sayin? Its the kid man, Its the 50 man. Come on man, Im in Taiwan man,type A, Thailand I got the Asian hoes man, all together man. Niggas dont even believe in me man. I gotta put this shit on tape man, 4 bitches at the same time man, theres a difference when you just got 4 bitches, there just is. You or when you got 4 bitches that are just dead, really get into it, start being there for themselves, you know what I mean? I talk A bitch into anything man. You gotta listen o me man, Im good at this man, yous dont be listenin man. Thats why you aint got no money man. Put your hands in your pockets right now. You know why you aint got no money? Cause you dont listen to 50. Stupid nigga, Im tellin ya to pay attention man. Watch me man, hunh? Niggas know what im sayin. Im off the same curb you are. Why I got a hundred mill and you aint got nuttin, huh?

Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed Two niggas in the front, two niggas in the back Thats four niggas riding strapped in grandpas Cadillac The voice in my head say fuck all these niggas Then I start thinking, I should rob all these niggas Man my homies they want do whatever I want do I say I want eat this and shit we want eat too Lets ride around find a nigga stunting on first street With the shines on niggas be looking like lunch meat I run up on a nigga, pop one on the floor Tell um come up off that shit fore we start popping some more Fuck a ski mask, man niggas know who I is I got a full clip and niggas know I get biz Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed Im up early in the morning, tryna make a move You coming in here with me shorty take your lil one to school Even though she cause the drama, you love your baby momma I hit her with the lama to get this cake Give us the coke, the cash, the combo to the safe Oh, she dont know it, damn, okay well wait I play with your kid on the couch, while your bitch on the phone With a gun to her head saying, Daddy come home You was rolling, popping bubbly, didnt think it get ugly In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearing you And the nine will jam, right in my hand Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed I got his homies screaming buck you need to calm down Niggas be getting killed every time you come around We ran up in his crib made his momma kiss the ground She asking God, what my baby dunn did now? Im taking every thang, jewelry I want it all Duck tape him up, rip the phone cords out the wall Fuck waiting we can starting waiting on tomorrow So ask Satan if he got a car that I can borrow Im impatient like a money hungry rap star I jack him for his chain and I can get a new jaguar The mack I have his brains all over the fucking sidewalk And Ima be on CNN again it aint my fault March nigga step, right nigga lef G-Unit soldier Im thugging till my death mothafuckas Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed Ill whip ya head boy, you know I will Ill whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel Ill whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled Ill whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed

Yeah, its the Unit! Yeah Swizz! OHHH! Wooooo! I run the show! No ifs, ands or buts about it Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it Me? I gets down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down I spit it how I live it man they love it when I talk shit Not three, not two, Im number one on the chart, bitch Drama get to poppin even when I dont start shit I turn around theres only two shells left in the cartridge My homies dumb out, my homies dumb out Find out what they bout, when the guns come out I got a shitty attitude cause I come from the bullshit Got the ammo on me now, nigga front Ima pull this In the hood, you rat you die In the hood if you rap you die Im out the hood gettin fat and high Private jet, its time to fly Got the Rollie with the bezzy gettin head in Dubai And my wolves come out when the moon comes up Before we take a hit, we roll that buddah Hydro and hash take me to the moon Alice I got bad aim but the beams on the ratchet, YEAH! I run the show! No ifs, ands or buts about it Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it Me? I gets down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down Baby well get lotto from Murciélago I race in my driveway, motherfuck the highway Niggas talk money just not around me I get the cheddar, ask Swizz, I blow the Parmesan cheese Like it really means nothin, cause it really means nothin Im not what you used to, Im really not frontin Tell the shorties I aint got time to talk, Im trickin I want what I want, and what I want Im gettin Uhh, forty thou earlobe, .40 cal gripper Thatll make a girl out The Green Mile nigga In the street rapper, industry bully Its cold, tees turn to rest-in-peace hoodies I gets em out, my tricks playin spades I swim in dime pussy, piss Rosé Unit rider, my clique dont play I got a pocket full of green and my wrist all gray I run the show! No ifs, ands or buts about it Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it Me? I gets down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down You know if God bless the child with so much swag Now what am I supposed to do with all this cash? Seats less pussy got, all that ass Shakin it and wiggle, your skinny bitch mad, AHH! These niggas aint hot like we They dont know how to rock the spot like me Smell like I just got out a brand new V My black ass fresh up out of Bentley Cs Work with me lil mama, lets get it Wanna take you down to the flo, shorty Im with it Im on that shit, we on that shit I aint on that rubber grip, nah nigga dont trip I run the show! No ifs, ands or buts about it Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it Me? I gets down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down I get down, I get down Wind it up Wind it up Wind it up Hit the flo, flo That flo, flo

Fuck state greens, Im tryna cake bitch Quarter key, Im ballin key Blake Griff Jet ski, black sand, bad bitch My passport need pages for the next trip Fall asleep we got the cars that your ass dream of Kush loud pack bet ya bitch blow some steam off I keep the ruger under the rug beanies Hoes here the rumors and they love me, love me Fast cars, loose women, the high life We bust bottles smoke weed all night Hermeez cost as much as the gators sole All we do is stunt and blow the paper, the paper The balling make a hater wanna hate us, the haters Cant take it when they see the money makers, we make a Whole lotta money, whole lotta money Shawty Lo I hear ya hating us All that small talk I love laying up Yea dey know, me and Yayo In the NY, hitting yayo Bitch better have my money Wanna gain up now its steady as a diamond Got the bitch naked like new jack city Kinda remind me of monday night Magic City Bitch Im shawty, bornhome shawty Westsides on boy Bankhead shawty Bitch Im with it, bought a whole ticket And I got the whole G-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-unit with me, 50 Attracted to the money like bees on honey My swag on dummy, cash on runny Im way more than what you asked for hunny Knock it all collection plate from the last 4 Sundays Im Ill, hold the pills, my skill, is so for real Watch the candy rain fall Im on her brail, playas so real Im on a whole nother plato Lean back Fat Joe I aint got time to be concerned with you assholes Status outrageous, Im on to yall haters Im so far ahead, Im sitting down waiting I feel your frustration for my very last statement Im

Yea man niggas know what it is man niggas know there aint nothing better than this right here man G-Unit man, fuck is the matter with these niggas man We from the the bottom We done came up but the money aint change us You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless Motherfuckers Ill send you to hell Im flying out the country aint no tellin when Im gonna be back To be honest half these artist never gonna see that I keep my bad habits away from where Im gonna eat at Before I sit up for a bitch Ill lose one knee cap I paid a visit to father time but he flung me back Shot to these reasonable ones with the guns we pack Live for the dollar and grateful for every one we stack Mind of a man with no sleep my dogs run feedback Dont scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us Seed in the bag like a popcorn man The ones we pack is not gonna jam If we squeeze of the block go scram Boiled eggs is all I had damn A replica of my senior cause youll remember me My grandfather still smoking weed and hes 70 My blood rushing of this Hennessy Walking out the door with a felony Check check out my melody Nigga

I was chillin in my hotel lobby When I got a call that niggas tryna find me I dont really wanna catch a body But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me I was chillin in my hotel lobby When I got a call that niggas tryna find me I dont really wanna catch a body But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me If I cant do it, homie, it cant be done Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Show you how my niggas rock 092 My dawgs stay with it Big apes in the cave with it Free Melly Gz, he in the cage with it Pop Smoke , yeah, I stay with it Summertime, spicy Got my weight up, now, they like me You want your bread back? , come and fight me Check that , Nike I done came a long way from the street shit I done knocked a lotta niggas out, G shit I remember when they said I aint gon be shit Well, Ima be shit , uh, look And I did fifteen on my check-ins Stash, Daniel can check it Christian Loubin, Im steppin Had to tell her, she like, Hol up a second All eyes on me when I step in Pieces kickin like Tekken And I dumped a few slips through the mobile You can call if they hold em Got the gold back like Trojan Mansa Musa get used to Rip my shirt off like Hogan Ds be sweatin me Kicked down my door, findin guns and more Guns galore I was chillin in my hotel lobby When I got a call that niggas tryna find me I dont really wanna catch a body But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me I was chillin in my hotel lobby When I got a call that niggas tryna find me I dont really wanna catch a body But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me If I cant do it, homie, it cant be done Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Show you how my niggas rock 092 I was chillin in my hotel lobby When I got a call that niggas tryna find me I dont really wanna catch a body But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me

Yoooo! This is the invasion Ill beat you motherfuckers, and get invaded Shady Records, Aftermath Get down and pray Eminem... No... Eminem! No... Hahaha. Wake the fuck up, motherfucker. What do you want from me?! Hahahaha. Remember me? I killed you! You thought I was dead, didnt you? What do you want from me?! Im alive... Oh, God... Get up. No. Get up and look in the mirror. I dont want to! Look in the mirror, its just a reflection. Haha Leave me alone!!! Look in the mirror! Youre nothing! Youre nothing without me! Look in the motherfucking mirror! Leave me alone!!! Leave me the fuck alone!!!

Wait, wait, wait, wait Wait, wait, wait, wait Really, really, same image Only fuck with real street niggas In the kitchen, whippin chickens Mixin chemicals like a chemist Apartment buildin servin tenants They catch a case, take a sentence Aint want no names get mentioned Dont fuck with no lames or no snitchin Im making flips like a gymnast Im balling hard like Emmitt This bank card got no limits You aint ballin, nigga, thats a scrimmage Any beef, Ima end it Big FN with extended Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute Nigga you dont want no problems Stay with shooters, yeah I got em I say shoot em, then they shot em Knock his top to his bottom Like, oh dawg, Im a menace You need em bricks get your K Industry nigga still in the streets Aint shit changed but the chains Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait a minute One god damn minute Hold up wait a minute I start shit then I finish Hard head I dont listen Diamonds on my wrist glisten Nigga let me count ya minutes Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, a minute I start shit then I finish Hard head I dont listen Diamonds on my wrist glisten Nigga let me count ya minutes Big head Jimmy Neutron Fuck a bitch on a futon Dont save her, she dont wanna be saved Nigga this aint Groupon Do my dirt all by my lonely All my bitches know we homies If I pull up wit my bitch hoes better act like they dont know me All my side bitches in check, diamonds clear like windex One point got an index Smash your ass like an insect So you better be goo Shawty better be new When I walk in the room She know she fuckin with a goon Did at the same time My third leg got hang time Bang, bang, bang time Game face when its game time Dora Got her screamin like a whore-a She keep beggin me to stop But she really want more-a Dirty soap dick But the dicks so addictive Homie how could you blame her? Her hand dealt like Kramer Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait a minute One god damn minute Hold up wait a minute I start shit then I finish Hard head I dont listen Diamonds on my wrist glisten Nigga let me count ya minutes Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, a minute I start shit then I finish Hard head I dont listen Diamonds on my wrist glisten Nigga let me count ya minutes Boy, now whats the issue? You gonna make me get with you You want talk that girlie talk bitch you can talk to my pistol Wait, wait, wait a minute I got big paper Im spendin I get to flashin on em, my whip blasted on em, I mean any nigga can get it Thats 30 in the extendo I had your bitch in the end zone Nigga she sucked me out the friend zone Nigga she sucked me out the friend zone Im so good with the hoes I pulled up in the Rolls With my diamonds blinkin like strobes In a Kanye shirt with holes Im blowin paper like Dat My niggas in here strapped Theyll bust, you wont bust back Thats why I act how I act I see it oh, so, clear You niggas aint really-really with this shit Got me thinkin I really, really, really run this bitch Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait a minute One god damn minute Hold up wait a minute I start shit then I finish Hard head I dont listen Diamonds on my wrist glisten Nigga let me count ya minutes Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait, wait, wait, a minute I start shit then I finish Hard head I dont listen Diamonds on my wrist glisten Nigga let me count ya minutes

Yeah, Fifty, Ha Ha Im complex, difficult to understand I dont know if its me Or just to make a brother mad I wanna it in the morning Bright and early I want it I rise as the sunrise Baby now get up on it Give it to me good Shawty work it like you should You follow instructions Then I follow instructions The ultimate seduction More kissing and touching Feels super natural First chance Im at you To fuck with Ice Cube You gotta shit talk, big talk, Crip walk Bang hard, run yards, flip cars Cause you fucking with millionaires Big stars Only clocking a grip will make our Dicks hard I come through when I handle my Business Like a goddamn menace Niggas think I eat spinach Cause you need a dentist Whenever I finish Its the Grin-ich, with a gang of Lieutenants WESTSIDE! I like it when you freaky I’m freaky I’ll explore your body completely Til you feel like you need me Chest to chest I reckon I get to kiss you in neck Come correct to make a sweat It’s making us wet Say my name, say my name Positions we change I ain’t joking girl, I’m stroking I ain’t playing no games Jackpot, backshot Still roughly taken My pleasure is pleasing you You should feel the same too Now ever since a nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the Penitentiary, still ballin Riding on these niggas cause they Lame In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game Can you feel me? Blame it on my momma Im a thug Nigga Up before the sun rise, quicker than The drug dealers Tell me if its on, nigga then we first to Bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggas Hit em up, Westside! Aint nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggas I love my females strapped, Ill fuck her From the back I get my currency in stacks, Californias Where Im at - right? Passed by while these niggas wonder Why I got shot but didnt die, let em see Whos next to try Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed For all my homies in the pen Many peers dead Niggas still ballin Top Dogg, bite em all Nigga burn the shit up D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up C-P-T, L-B-C Yeah we hooking back up And when they bang this in the club Baby you got to get up Thug niggas drug dealers Yeah they giving it up Lowlife, yo life Boy we living it up Taking chances while we dancing In the party for sure Slip my ho a forty-fo and she got In the back do Bitches looking at me strange But you know I dont care Step up in this motherfucker Just a-swanging my hair Bitch quit talking, Crip walk Stay down with the set Take a bullet with some dick and take This dope from this jet Out of town, put it down For the Father of Rap And if yo ass get cracked, bitch shut Yo trap Come back, get back, thats the part of Success If you believe in the S youll be Relieving your stress

Yeah, one-two, one-two, testing, I said one-two Yeah, one-two, one-two, testing, I said one-two One-two, one-two, yall niggas know just how I do Lets get more paper, more bread Its grind time, I aint fucking round, kid Got a new case, Ds aint got no proof Got a new Coupe, it aint got no roof Test me, see if I wont shoot Ill cock that and bang that quick for the loot Trey deuce, got it stashed in the boot If theres a problem I get to the root Go head get your ass shot being cute You talk too much, boy, Ill put ya on mute Beef with me you need more than a vest And more than one strap I guess You got me all fucked up I might just get your whole clique stuck up Then come back and sell your shit back Im known for grimy shit like that Ask around, niggas know me good Southside, nigga, this my hood You called and told me That you wanted to leave (Well, if youre leaving then leave On your way out leave my keys) But it seems That you dont want to leave me (Well, if your leaving then leave Get to walking but leave my V) Listen We were so happy together When we first met But you started acting crazy Oh baby, whats happening? (What happened, girl? Whats happening? Come on, come on) Cause all my love Is what Im giving If you want games Well Im not playing Let me know if you want to leave Now baby , please dont call me with your lies You called and told me That you wanted to leave (Well, if youre leaving then leave On your way out leave my keys) But it seems That you dont want to leave me (Well, if your leaving then leave Get to walking and leave my V) Im sorry that youre feeling this way You know Im not to blame no no, no, no But thats you keeps on running And playing those simple games Leaving me You know cant let go Youre mistreating me, no, no, no, no Let me know, if you want to leave Baby, please just stop calling me with your lies You called and told me That you wanted to leave (Well, if youre leaving then leave But on your way out leave the keys) But it seems That you dont want to leave me (Well, if your leaving then leave Get to walking and leave my V) Ohh, calm down, baby Youre overreacting, haha Oh, I got yall back in Bentleys Leaving me, oh, cant let go Mistreating me , no-no-no-no-no Let me know , if you want to leave But baby, please just stop calling me with your lies You called and told me (Quit lying to me Tell me who youre trying to be) That you wanted to leave (You make me feel crazy You know you my baby) But it seems (you not going nowhere Sit your ass down right here) That you dont want to leave me You keep on running from me I dont understand it Cause you love me , and I love you so dont leave me You called and told me That you wanted to leave And I know you wont leave me, girl But it seems That you dont want to leave me You cant leave me, baby You called me and you told me That you wanted me to be your man You called and told me That you wanted to leave But it seems That you dont want to leave me (Let me hear you say you love me Oh, now you dont wanna say it cause everybody listening) I love you, I love the way you walk I love the way you talk, ooh yeah ah ahhh I love the way you move Sure love the way you groove Ahh baby ah ahhh, listen {Damn!}

Come on man I aint got time for that love shit, get outta here Niggas know me man, I make a movie out em Come on I make a movie out em I come through man, niggas change up man I make a movie out em Talk crazy when I aint around there I make a movie out em When niggas know When niggas wanna front, I make a movie out em Ill leave em flat on his face with shit oozin out em When niggas wanna stunt, I know what to do about em Hand me that gat, I make an action packed movie out em When niggas wanna front, I make a movie out em Ill leave em flat on his face with shit oozin out em When niggas wanna stunt, I know what to do about em Hand me that gat, I make an action packed movie out em We by the bar with the Cris, gorillas in the mist You muthafuckas tryna front, I go bananas with the clips Got a hollow tip habit, Ill bulletproof the whips My tires run on flats, you know I stay with gats I hit the stash, pop out the mac, try and pop out ya back More to sweat, ill pop out ya rat Come on man I aint got time for that love shit, get outta here Niggas know me man, I make a movie out em Come on I make a movie out em I come through man, niggas change up man I make a movie out em Talk crazy when I aint around there I make a movie out em When niggas know When niggas wanna front, I make a movie out em Ill leave em flat on his face with shit oozin out em When niggas wanna stunt, I know what to do about em Hand me that gat, I make an action packed movie out em When niggas wanna front, I make a movie out em Ill leave em flat on his face with shit oozin out em When niggas wanna stunt, I know what to do about em Hand me that gat, I make an action packed movie out em We by the bar with the Cris, gorillas in the mist You muthafuckas tryna front, I go bananas with the clips Got a hollow tip habit, Ill bulletproof the whips My tires run on flats, you know I stay with gats I hit the stash, pop out the mac, try and pop out ya back More to sweat, ill pop out ya rat Im not the maintenance man. Im the super, bitch You give super head, Ill make you super rich I mean stupid rich, I know lots of tricks Type niggas that dont think and follow they dick What more can I say, its a beautiful day Your vest aint gon work if youre hit with the K Some prayin to spray, yet not in the way You runnin, you pussy, youre scared of me! When niggas wanna front, I make a movie out em Ill leave em flat on his face with shit oozin out em When niggas wanna stunt, I know what to do about em Hand me that gat, I make an action packed movie out em When niggas wanna front, I make a movie out em Ill leave em flat on his face with shit oozin out em When niggas wanna stunt, I know what to do about em Hand me that gat, I make an action packed movie out em Son Look at this nigga, son This niggas a fuckin movie, son Fuckin comedy man Hahahaha The fuckin comedian man Thats why I dont be playin with these niggas, man Man, yall niggas better get the fuck outta here, man Fuck around and kill one of these niggas You know what I mean Im tryna... Im tryna get my money right Im livin good, you know what I mean Hahahahaha They should get mad when I said that to them When I say Im livin good Hahahahaha Awww, nigga From January to January I do a hundred Thats a hundred million nigga From January to January Could you, could you... nigga, could you copy that? If I put a hundred mill in front of you, could you keep count nigga? Hahahahaha Ahhh haaa

Niggas crazy Think they gon catch me slippin Im on point, nigga 24/7, ya heard? Every day I dream I see you dreamin I cock my strap, I see you schemin I want you to try me, nigga, Im fiendin To pop my shit then forever you sleepin When robberies done improperly It turns into murder one, one, one Move properly or get dropped, see Come at me wrong and youre done, done, done No two-face or mean mug, no mask, no gloves Get you in my peripheral, Im tearin you up Im watchin, you probably think my eyes wide shut Im waitin for you to cross the line and get fucked I lean in a Lotus, take off like a rocket Got your bitch outta pocket, my hustle, you cant knock it Got paper like Citibank, nigga, you need a loan Got a brain, use ya brain, or get ya brains blown Watch my watch tick tock and get popped See my chain gleam scheme And get met with the beam, nah mean? Im not a freshman, Im a senior, yeah, head of my class Ill put a hollow tip head in yo ass You tryna jam me thinkin Im candy Aint nothin sweet, I run the streets with all sorts of heat You tryna eat, try elsewhere, my presence is felt here You wont need wealth here, your assll get melt here Nigga, yeah Every day I dream I see you dreamin I cock my strap, I see you schemin I want you to try me, nigga, Im fiendin To pop my shit then forever you sleepin When robberies done improperly It turns into murder one, one, one Move properly or get dropped, see Come at me wrong and youre done, done, done Ya niggas aint maintaining, ya niggas is man-tanning Black face, smack taste, Ill chew on your man standing Fuck who you next to, nigga, Ill wet you Splash vest, crash test, guess what this gat do Im getting upset, duke, guess Im the Madd Rapper First born on the horn saying, yo, dad, slap em Fuck all these fuck-niggas, this is big Ruck, nigga Im a boss, you a ten off every buck, nigga Ruck is a tough rapper, I got a Dutchmaster Three dice in my hand sippin a nut-cracker I got the bank stop, you think broke, bitch, I think not Twenty-five thousand dollar carpet like Frank got Blot that shit, Ill pop that shit That got niggas talkin about callin the cops and shit You pussy, Im the opposite, hardcore Kevlar vest on my flesh in a large form, P Every day I dream I see you dreamin I cock my strap, I see you schemin I want you to try me, nigga, Im fiendin To pop my shit then forever you sleepin When robberies done improperly It turns into murder one, one, one Move properly or get dropped, see Come at me wrong and youre done, done, done Test me, you wan die? Murder a lung now Fresh of the projects, put ten on my neck Its off limits, touch it, touch the sky Touch it, Ill send you to ya dead homies to say hi I break niggas into fractions, Im down for that action Talk that chopper talk til I come with the Colt Then its bye-bye, close your eyes, learn to fly Why go through it, why try and test I? When you know I aint rap right, Im strapped right 2-4-7, 3-6-5, Im outside, steady mobbin Im all in, Im not the one you robbin Have me creepin, crawlin, shell cases fallin Bullet hit your leg, break your limb Bullets hit your chest, make you slim Bullets flyin, run away from them Bullets miss you, hit your closest friend You pussy, mane, you shouldve gave your toast to him Every day I dream I see you dreamin I cock my strap, I see you schemin I want you to try me, nigga, Im fiendin To pop my shit then forever you sleepin When robberies done improperly It turns into murder one, one, one Move properly or get dropped, see Come at me wrong and youre done, done, done Ayo, Fif, I know what these niggas is, man. These niggas aint tough, my G. Niggas talk bout they been in the streets. Yeah, you was in the streets, motherfuckers. You se a fuckin human holst, nigga. You held the whole crew guns, nigga. Fuck outta here, man. You that nigga when I brought that vest I took you on the roof. Put it on your back, see if that shit work, motherfucker. You in the street, nigga. What the fuck was you doin though? P!

She said she love it, she like my muuuu-sic She like that Im thuggin, she loves G-Unit What? Uh-huh; she feelin the kid Baby girl you can push me, pull me, scratch me, screw me Holla my name out while we fuckin on top You can ride like a rodeo, oh you freaky and I know so Im with it if you like it in your butt Shes a working girl Get on top and let me see you work it girl Dont stop - get it, get it You can ride til youre satisfied Thought of your lovin in my brain make me sing in the rain She like my music... G-Unit! WOO~! Yeah... G-Unit {NON-STOP} Man anything goes when it comes to hoes Ma your feet look good, let me suck on them toes And if your body smell right, let me lick all them holes I bust a nut in your face and wipe my dick on your clothes Baby - spark the blunt and light the incense Now its time to freak off with my project princess Yall groupies wanna talk, and send fanmail Cause yall see me in The Source and the XXL Everybody wants to be real Still they wanna hide how they feel Nigga youre supposed to be real When niggas find out that youre tellin Nigga you gonna get yo cap peeled Cause they get it, and now you know you gon it Truuuuuuuuuuuue, I know true thugs are hard to find Just let me find you, freal Ill put a hole in yo ass with the blue steel Keep yo punk-ass from tellin - HA HA! Oooooh nigga you, tell on me And youll diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeee-hiiiiiiiigh You heard me nigga? I said you, tell on me And youll diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee-hiiiiiiigh I got somethin for you nigga Ill put my hood on it, fo sho Ha ha, G-G-G-Unit {echoes}

Lets get that money man, lets get that money man Lets get that money man, lets get that money man Lets get that money man, lets get that money man Lets get that money man, lets get that money man G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit! 50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas You heard me? Check it out Porsche spots, drop, gun in the stash, box Get your bitch-ass, shot stuntin around here, here Flow so, hot, they say I got it, locked Hold on a second homie, lets get this clear Look the wrists stay, rocked, the Ruger stay, cocked I hope you smoke a lot cause I supply your weed, spots Got a few questions and I need the answer on the spot That bitch you with, she like you or she like what you got? Tryin to maintain, tearin niggas out the frame Semi-automatic flows; you know how it goes Boss, B-O-S-S-M-A-N, gun in hand Understand, gettin money is the plan Greg Street is my man Uhh, gettin money, YEAH! Stat Quo baby, Atlantas own in this thang Uh, uh I stays by my fetti baby, big boy Chevy baby Choose a pimp, hop on in, only if youre ready baby Aint no ifs or maybes, motherfuckers gotta pay me Radio, gotta play me, stack a mil, I know you hate me Stat Quo partner got a stable full of head dollars All my folk cold choppers, even though the Feds watch us Tired of duckin the blockas, shawty fresh as {?} Snitchers sing to the coppers like all them tryin to stop a G Playa aint no stoppin me, Im the nigga that you tryin to be Live from Atlanta or in Dallas with my homie Street Aint no way or aint no eat, my mom used to make lunch free My ma speak, now thats street, that the way we do We gettin money Look, its on now time to cut the cake, fuck the Jake, tuck the plate Make a move, dump the eight, guaranteed to pump his breaks Too pissy drunk the case, aint got a month to waste Smile with a pumpkin face, deep enough to jump the states Stuff him in the trunk escape - you want a problem Fuck the bass, up the stakes, everything I wear is up-to-date Loyal cat, guarantee my sonll be a spoiled brat Hot enough to boil crack, M-5, all you black Im the reason all you rap, admit it Im daddy black Doin this since Caddy Shack with Greg Street in that Cadi-llac Blowin on a pillow pack, I call it Koffee Brown Bitches cant get off me now, rasta-man toss me pounds I aint from a softy town, niggasll break your bones, crack your faith Call the doctor, let him put it back in place Ha ha ha, 50 Cent yeah What you gon do boy? From New York to Atlanta to Dallas boy Im all over the place, Im international playa You heard me? Ha ha ha Case you dealt with me

{set to the Geto Boys Mind Playing Tricks on Me instrumental} Mmm, yeah, uhh Mind playing tricks on me man Its a, regular day and a regular routine Til I hear this tragic news from about two fiends Your man 50, just got popped 9 times And I heard through the grapevines its all cause he rhymes In front of his grandma, Im standin on the lawn Wearin no Teflon, I wonder if he gone I know in my heart I wanna cry Havin thoughts in my mind is my man gon die? As I frantically run towards 50 spot I panicky peep like fifty cops It was blue & whites, DTs and homicide With yellow tape locked off on both sides With four-fifth shells on the floor And DTs ringin doorbells, goin door to door Yo Im stressed out, smokin bogie after bogie Duckin the sarge cause the sarge fuckin know me I jumped in Jeep truck and got a mac to spit And we did about a buck cause Mary Mack I lit At the time, I started thinkin back some shit How we used to sling crack and stack our chips With Kev, P-Low, Big Jewel the Kid And my man 50 used to smack a bitch And the good and the bad on the 1-3-4 And them hoes that we had on the Cash Money tour Now Im at the hospital, stop daydreamin All I see is 5-5-1 and theres beefin Baby moms is screamin, whole family grievin But the word is, that my mans still breathin I dropped to my knees and I thanked the Lord And got a long shitlist all across the board Motherf... {ends}

What the fuck? Ayo, Whoo Kid, run that shit back God damn Yeah, I like to shout out my nigga 50 You know, for introducing me to so many celebrity hoes, homie These hoes love me, my nigga I want you to meet this new bitch Look my fucking phone ringing right now Who is this? Monica? Trina? Some fucking god damn bitch Somebody Cali bitch, the gangsta hoes not the average Have a nigga feeling like, Im gonna mary this And you dont know how many kids she done have with this But, I gotta thing for my down South hoes Pussy stay wet and their mouth stay cold Turn that ass around girl, touch your toes Throw it back to me, let me hear you holla OH! Your man aint nothing like me 7 figga nigga, still in a white T Pimp the game, like the homie Ice-T 10 years, aint no telling where I might be Do it for the money, you can keep the fame Id rather be a rich nobody, then broke with a name Chinchilla with a Cardi F Frame, wreck the range But aint a damn thang change Trying to fuck with these Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes We trying to fuck with these Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes We trying to fuck with these Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes We trying to fuck with these Hoes Everybody on the count of three, let me hear you holla P.I.M.P We work them Hoes Ho stroke first and I stroked her even faster Had her in the telly with her ass up You know the 21 questions that I asked her Had her feeling good man, I gassed her Soon as we were done, there was laughter You know damn well her daddy aint a pastor Seen her at the college and I asked her If she wanted to roll after her class done Came through picked her up in my Aston Martin Vanquish drop with the glass up Told her how i hustle, got my cash up She saw the ice on my wrist I like to flash uhh When it comes to getting bitches Im a master But when it comes to trickin Im the last to Break bridge, dont believe me nigga, ask her Shell tell you Im stingy as hell with these Hoes Trying to fuck with these Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes We trying to fuck with these Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes We trying to fuck with these Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes Hoes We trying to fuck with these Hoes Everybody on the count of three, let me hear you holla P.I.M.P We work them Hoes Yeah, Its big pimping going on We trying to fuck with these Hoes 50 Cent, Young Buck, HAHA We trying to fuck with these Hoes Aww man, we known internationally right now We overseas nigga, In Dubland, Ireland, Naa mean? I asked a nigga, if he knew Fat Joe He said Yeah, you mean the man from the pizza shop around the corner? I said Nah, not that Fat Joe. Was talking about the Rap Hes like Nah Nah, we dont know him. We know you 50 You know, so sign autographs HAHA So I sign autographs, man go back to the hotel And fuck with these Hoes HAHA Yo, play it back one more time

Jonn Hart baby Its Kid Ink My new chick, Uhum My new chick said her ex never rode for her My new chick said her ex never rode for her I told her shawty Ima ride My new chick said her ex took money from her I said bitch Ima ride She got rid of a loser, you know to fuck with a winner Man I roll up in the Rolls, to pick that ass up for dinner I got the deluxe apartment, I mean we up in the sky Put my bitch on the runway, she G5 fly I got that paper to play with, now why the fuck would she stay with A nigga bringing the down down, he was bringing it down I put her up on game, now she wont fuck with a lame Even if a nigga wave I tell, I got her like New crib, new life on the map Girl you wanna see a hater look back I dont ever wanna see you with your next man Im better than your ex man, baby Its cold outside, feeling cold outside I keep you warm, when its cold outside Baby Im gonna ride Girl you know Im gonna ride Baby Im gonna ride Girl you know Im gonna ride My new chick My new chick, going harder than your ex bitch My new chick My new chick, going harder than your next bitch Im gonna ride, girl you know Im gonna ride Baby Im gonna ride, girl you know Im gonna ride My new chick said her ex did nothing for her I said shawty Ima do it My new chick said her ex found a next bitch I said I aint gonna lose it Fly high, G5 to the sky now Girl you wanna see a hater look down I dont ever wanna see you with the next man Im better than your ex man baby Its cold outside, feeling cold outside I keep you warm, when its cold outside Baby Im gonna ride Girl you know Im gonna ride Baby Im gonna ride Girl you know Im gonna ride My new chick My new chick, going harder than your ex bitch My new chick My new chick, going harder than your next bitch Im gonna ride, girl you know Im gonna ride Baby Im gonna ride, girl you know Im gonna ride You know Im gonna Keep way more never less then Hit it way better than your ex man You know Im gonna hit it like a Take you to the mall when you mad at me Blow a bag on the back, throw it back at me You got me throwin money like Goin deep for her Feelin frogger baby Goin lick for her Man I know my ex girl, mad in my new chick Instagram snooping, looking at the new shit Fifty Shades of Grey, I put that ass in a new whip Thats my baby, put that ass in a new crib Tell em... Baby Im gonna ride Girl you know Im gonna ride Baby Im gonna ride Girl you know Im gonna ride My new chick My new chick, going harder than your ex bitch My new chick My new chick, going harder than your next bitch Im gonna ride, girl you know Im gonna ride Baby Im gonna ride, girl you know Im gonna ride And now you know Im gonna ride, yeah New chick, yeah yeah yeah yeah And now you know Im gonna ride, all right For my new chick

Every time we break up, its like we make up Just to do it again, here we go again Tell me how I can prove to you that youre my closest friend Here we go again Every time you pick up my phone, you starting shit again Here we go again I just wanna love you Don’t wanna fight cause I can’t win Why would I want to fight with you? Beefing with you is worthless Cause I think God made you for me We match together perfect You’re acting insecure Why don’t you think I would stay with you? Girl if its up to me I’ll spend forever and a day with you Engagement, ring ring, 10 carat bling bling I be on that boss shit I’ll be-be on that boss shit Benzes, Porsches, Ferraris, Rolls I’ll let you drive em all So we can have a ball Every time we break up, its like we make up Just to do it again, here we go again Tell me how I can prove to you that youre my closest friend Here we go again Every time you pick up my phone, you starting shit again Here we go again I just wanna love you Don’t wanna fight cause I can’t win And again, you don’t hear me, when I talk to you When bills come I pay the bills, I’m doing what I’m supposed to do For Christs sake, give me a break I shake the jakes to get the cake Thats why we straight, I’m out of state I’m putting food on our plate The bickering make the love feel like hate Youre my soulmate, us being together is our fate Leaving me would be a big mistake Wrong move to make Apart, both of us would be in bad shape Every time we break up, its like we make up Just to do it again, here we go again Tell me how I can prove to you that youre my closest friend Here we go again Every time you pick up my phone, you starting shit again Here we go again I just wanna love you Don’t wanna fight cause I can’t win Your love compares to your love Girl you take me higher If you wanna fight me Go head and fight me Till you tire I’m for you You for me In the end we gon see You and me it’s meant to be But as of right now, here we go again Every time we break up, its like we make up Just to do it again, here we go again Tell me how I can prove to you that youre my closest friend Here we go again Every time you pick up my phone, you starting shit again Here we go again I just wanna love you Don’t wanna fight cause I can’t win Here we go again And again Here we go again Over and over again Here we go again And again Here we go again Over and over again

Nigga try and come play me better come on your A game, ay mayne, ay Niggas try to move on me I cock the heat cause a melee, melee, ay Witness this shit, niggas get hit, ay Run when it spit, dont get hit by the AK Take cover quick, niggas on that shit, ay Come broad day theyll get at you with the AK Niggas think they know me, I be on some other shit My baby mama dont know me, I be with my other bitch I blow a stack, I get it back, you keep in check, I get the gat Then you wanna chitter-chat, now what kind of shit is that? Strip club, shake it shake it, toss it up, make it rain Semi tucked, I let it buck, I shoot the shit up out your gang Find out who youre fuckin with cause I aint for the sucker shit Cut you like the cocaine, niggas stay in your lane Im a muhfuckin heavyweight, you aint in my weight class And me Im moving heavy weight, get gone with your light ass Me Im so official, pearl-handled nickel Plated nine-nine, your lifes on the line I dont give a fuck who outside, now listen I dont give a fuck who get hit, I aint missin I come through that muhfucker waving the chopper 113th Precinct aint enough to stop us Niggas shot at me before, I got away, popped from a block away Sucker niggas be right there on one foot til I rock away Next day I popped up told niggas its my turf They done seen the gun smoke, they done found my shells burn Sabrina baby special, they treat me like a misfit I squeeze I risk it, I risk it Different class of nigga, my hand around the trigger Dont make me do it, Ill do it, you stupid nigga

Yeah This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up When I grip the Tec Hit the deck Ill spray at youre way Nicknamed my chopper Scrappy thats my Kay Kay Pussy get out of line and your ass can die today Look at my soldiers to get em is all I got to say Hennessy, rum and Coke a little Alize Got me in the mood to bust a nigga head man I aint playin aint got no time for them games Niggas lose they life all the time for fuckin playin This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up Look at my chick, look at my whip look how my rims move Get a real good look, but dont scheme cause I got my pistol Platinum on wrist blue Wrist poppin bling green by the fist full Im smokin chong good Dont ride through the wrong hood Unless you got a vest on That Teflon Like a don should Im rollin sticky green Every nigga with me clean Strap got it tucked know what I mean? This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up Its the general homie thats commanding these advances My semi-automatic ravin Stay blazin The Rover be Etchel White Shorty leaned over but im mad cause she got an over-bite I got your babys mother Movin overloads of Coke For Louey Vuitton minks, belts, bags and coats Homie we enrich youre bitch or hood rat Thats why my waves spinnin in that G Unit hat This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin around this bitch pissy drunk with the snub Niggas want to get it crackin we dont give a fuck Boy you fuck around we gon hit yo ass up

Exclusive! Clinton Sparks shit! Shady, Aftermath, still Aftermath 2006- Yall niggas need to be clear real quick The motherfuckin game has changed again MixUnit.Com a new day nigga Too often, is a young nigga, in a coffin Tryna blossom, got shot down walkin, heh Bleek a high-to-hot guy, turned cold Bring the body bag, see the bullet hole and a burned soul Dont cry, he chose the life Fast lane, in the brain, he supposed to fight How you smile at a momma when she lost a child? They done shot my baby! Pardon Me back in the room again Its time to raise the level of the boom again Bus-A-Bus-A-Bus ra- See, I aint do that in a long time Spit shit, make the streets do more crime Cop some cribs, top a little more shine Alright, yeah I pity yall Da way I bang niggas and how I shit on yall And spit the slang, big em, make your label quit on yall And do my thang bitch, from here to Senegal We gettin a lotta money, me and my friend Kamal I take yo money I aint a friend of yall Gunshot So much class, my shitll kill ya, black when I dont wanna rap And still Ima smash and make them bitches make it clap Soon as im finished wit her homie, Ill give her back We dont play that, we dont play that Nigga Im serious, I aint playin We dont play that, we dont play that Nigga Im serious, I aint playin We dont play that, we dont play that Nigga Im serious, I aint playin We dont play that, we dont play that Nigga Im serious, I aint playin Get familiar!

I dont know what you heard about me But a bitch cant get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you cant see That Im a motherfucking P-I-M-P Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me cause Im from New York I aint that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head Im that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid Look baby this is simple, you cant see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P I dont know what you heard about me But a bitch cant get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you cant see That Im a motherfucking P-I-M-P : G-G-G-G-Unit! Du bist kein Pimp, du läufst den Bitches nach wie ein Idiot Und kommst nicht mehr klar ich lass mir meine Drinks von Bitches holen Wähl eine aus, zieh eine raus, wie bei ’ner Hoe-Verlosung Behandle sie von oben spuck sie an wie auf den Boden Ich bin der Pimp des Jahres, Pimpe mein Wagen Pimper sie hart, pimper sie im Park, pimper im Wagen Ich kling fresher als 50 auf diesem Track, ich pimp sogar den Beat Ich hör Bitches sagen: „S, dein Flow ist sick und du bist niedlich“ Nein, das ist alles Fassade und leider bist du kein Hauptgewinn Du bist grad mal passabel ich fick dein Arsch und geh Weiter red weiter ich hör die Wörter doch versteh’ den Sinn nicht Dein Freund hat jetzt ein Mountainbike und glaubt dass er ein Pimp ist Ich pimpe nicht für Geld, ich pimpe um kostenlos zu bonen Dressier euch wie im Zirkus Krone, ich lass Bitches blown Und komm in ihr face schick sie davon gib ihr noch grade die Hand Stell dich nicht an nimm ihn schnell nochmal für das Vaterland Bitch! Hoe! I dont know what you heard about me But a bitch cant get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you cant see That Im a motherfucking P-I-M-P

I get money, I-I get money I-I get, I get, I get, I get I get money, money is got I-I get money, money is got I-I get money, money is got I get money, money is got, money-money is got I get money, money is got I-I get money, money is got I-I get money, money is got, money-money is got The bank dont stop cause they put me in cuffs Still made money up in the can, what the fuck Id have a baby by you, baby, if you a billionaire Write the check before I cum, just sign right here Im gon stay rich I aint gon die tryin to spend my shit Imma die tryna spend your shit Nowadays these rap niggas on some feminine shit So I guess Queen Bee gon be the man of this shit Laughin at these rap bitches on some amatuer shit They better off makin a livin on some janitor shit Who the hell is this chick? She been out kinda long Had one hot song, Im sorry I missed it Too busy being Conceited, puttin on my lipstick Takin trips out in Cali, chillin with the Hiltons Yeeeeeah, Im chillin, Kim top billin With the top down, throwin money through the ceilin I get it, the lifestyle that you only rap about I live it, my man buy cars that you hoes be rentin Im classy like a Phatom, you a Honda Civic Lil Kim got your whole bank stopped, I get it

Yo, whoo this is hot, uh-huh See what I believe Yeah, I believe that Bring It All To Me Needs a remix, uh-huh yeah like this Kick it Mari, uh Ive been trying to figure you out for the longest time Everybody claims they dont know youre name You appear to be someone Ive danced with before And now I shall unmask to reveal your game And I want you to come 1 - Your man fading in and out And your man aint doin it right All you gotta do is say Baby bring it all to me 2 - And I want you to come Dance with me, come and dance with me Romance with me Dont be shy Its a natural high baby And I want you to come Dance with me, come and dance with me Romance with me Dont be shy Its a natural high baby And bring it all to me The shadows blocking my place move over right now Dont give me away cause I still wanna know his name, please I dont care how long it takes just to know him again I just wanna dance the night away And I want you to come 3 - You cant tell me that this joint aint hot I know how to make your body rock All you gotta do is say Baby bring it all to me Repeat 2 Feel me as I am to you I just wanna know your name Why do I feel like a fool? I might as well not complain Shorty if you really want it Then you can get it the way you move Making me wanna hit it, I admit Got what you said stuck in my head And I cant forget it Waking up hearing Here go my number girl you can call me In the middle of the night if you want me Listing the paper aint no wishing baby Imma let you ball with me Just as long as you bring it all to me, come on Yo, ay yo 1999 stole the spot Blowin it up, making it hot This is how its going down first line runs with Natinas last line This is how its going down See us on the yacht or in the drop Money we making a lot I bet they wanna know whats next Yo whats the deal? Recording the track 50 and Blaque Yo while we making yall dance Say baby bring it all to me, come on Repeat 2 Repeat 2 w/ Natina ad-libs LA I want ya to dance with me Atlanta I want ya to dance with me New York I want ya to dance with me World wide I want ya to dance with me LA I want ya to dance with me Atlanta I want ya to dance with me New York I want ya to dance with me World wide baby bring it all to me Repeat 1 & 3 Uh-huh, yeah

Yall aint ready for this one! Woah! Yeah! You gon like this one! New 50 Cent! Omarion! Woah! We call this one... What we call this? Ghetto Superstar! + {Omarion} Now I shouldnt have to tell you, you should know Ima superstar Now bitch come grab my bags be a part of my entourage {Baby I want you to be my entourage} {If you want then we could take this very far} Omarion! Lets Go! Lets rock and roll baby, lock and load baby You think I aint runnin the show run the show, you got to be crazy I explode on the scene like crack in the 80s Rather catch a slug, then let a nigga play me Im the don of New York, bow down to your highness Or go against the grain and get moved on with llamas Rappers keep sayin they bringin New York back I aint go no where, I am New York Jack! I dont need nobody else around see Love the way you compliment my style Though you may end up bein my only girl Cause when youre with me youre my whole world Like when its just me and you Vibe is crazy between us two Youre my homie my lover and even my friend Now I said this before Ima say it again Now here is the situation I like what weve got happenin And I dont want nothing comin in between both me and you Ill let you be lieutenant if you let me be captain Tell me if thats cool + {Omarion} Now I shouldnt have to tell you, you should know Im a superstar Now bitch come grab my bags be a part of my entourage {Baby I want you to be my entourage} {If you want then we could take this very far} Youre a star in your own right At times you steal the whole spotlight I dont mind girl youre fine put a smile on my face Besides who want a chick that no dude would chase Sometimes I know youre unsure Wonder if this will endure Dont make me make a promise that I cant keep Cause its cool how it is lets not complicate things girl Ima ghetto star, started out with less than nothin Got a little money now Im on to somethin You know a special man need a special woman The type before you call, she already comin You know the kind to listen when you tellin her somethin First sign of a problem, she aint runnin Buy her expensive shit, she dont want it Sounds like I wouldnt need a prenup dont it? DAMN! Baby I want you to be my entourage You could be my personal superstar Baby I want you to be my entourage If you want then we could take this very far Omarion! 50 Cent! Oh Yeah! T.U.G.! G-Unit! Now once I say G-Unit you should know just who we are Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo, 50 Cent, we the superstars I want you to love me, I really do

This is it baby This is life man This is living for real Lean back with the AC blowin, cruise Im the last to laugh, the first to blast The AR fire so fast ya dead in a flash This is, more than rap its more than a track This is Southside branded all across my back This is the chrome on the Lac, this is paper to stack This is shortie from ya dreams with the ass so fat This is better than blow, its better to know 50s that nigga fa sho, fuck with the blow, Slow down This is the last chance to dance, the last chance for romance The last, This is the last chance for me to get in your pants Last chance for us to slide down Its better than Bentleys its better than Benz Its better than exotic cars when Im up in it It feels like Heaven, its better I bet It feels so good its wetter than wet That project pussy is oh so good I better take my ass back to my hood Theres oh so much Ive been missin, listen Shortie you know how I do Im comin thru

I stay gangstad up, niggas aint got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, youre blind if you cant see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody I got a rifle with a scope in the trunk of the Viper So I shoot off the roof like the D.C. sniper I just bought a Bezzle, and a brand new piece And a level two vest and a brand new piece Yall hip hop niggas dont want no beef Yall get shot and rat to the hip hop police Nigga two guns up, I run up in ya label Why your guns in the house like a couch potato I stay gangstad up, niggas aint got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, youre blind if you cant see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody These hoes want me stop, but this is the worst part I was born with this game like birth marks I dont trip, but Ima get a little watch from my modelin chick Cause she spent a lot of time on my dick I get a new fan every single time that I spit Green, blue Ben lovin every diamond I get Fast and fury in the Red Rove cause my bred folds Beef, I hit your necklace turn your jewelry into red gold I stay gangstad up, niggas aint got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, youre blind if you cant see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody Im from the bottom man niggas know I came up hard I got a temper man Im looking for some shit to start Man my tax bracket change, Im sittin on some change Yo hoes man they changed they dont treat me the same Its not my looks thats got me all up in them drawers Its the new M3 with the Lamborghini doors Man them Ds they dun turned them dogs into dope fiends They smell a leak in my clothes so they barkin at me, WHOA Yeah, thats gon have to be good enough I lost a friend tonight Jam Master Jay, rest in peace I send my love to his family, 50 Cent yall I stay gangstad up, niggas aint got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, youre blind if you cant see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody

Uhh, yeah, yeah, uhh Now this rap shit has been good to me It pays my bills, keeps me in jewelry Sometimes its conflicts cause theres usually A nigga trying to get back where he used to be Now I got to go and get disrespectful All cause niggas aint recognizing that Im the one Knowing if I see em and hop out they gon run clear gets, visualizing the outcome Multiple lead showers Dozens of pretty flowers Memories, tears, screams and hollas for hours Ya bird brain shouldve stayed in college Now ya in a war zone where niggas die over dollars Now what you get? Nothing but a moment of silence And old ladies screaming stop the violence Here we go, another typical video Niggas screaming out a city that knows hes a hoe Really though, take a look at you then look at me Im a G and you a Y-S-S-U-P Or P-U-S-S-Y, it dont matter How ya flip it, rearrange or move it Niggas die over music Its simple aint it? The Ds trying to find out if its gang related Im riding in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We cant be faded Its simple aint it? The Ds trying to find out if its gang related Im riding in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We cant be faded Its simple aint it? Heres a little story I would like to tell About a certain individual perpetrating like hell Well, you seen him round imitating legends Tough as hell on his records But terrified of my presence Its ticking cause his career only last a couple seconds Begging for attention dropping a name in every sentence A little slim punk from the other side of the water Is the target intended for the slaughter So call ya lawyer, I get up on ya Ya enemies are rich Man think about it, you cant even control yo bitch These industry fucks dont want no drama Nigga respect me like a old timer Like Osama, Ima Keep my composure fore I burn that nigga Radio rapper Howard Stern ass nigga And Ima be on top of you with or with no hit Cause Im so slick Ask them niggas ya roll with, yeah Its simple aint it? The Ds trying to find out if its gang related Im riding in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We cant be faded Its simple aint it? The Ds trying to find out if its gang related Im riding in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We cant be faded Its simple aint it?

I wish I had time to get to know you but I dont I wish I could be here in the mornin but I wont So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! I bet to you it might may feel like Im in a rush Give it to you how you want it til you feel youve had enough Bottles of champagne will have us all in this position A grown ass man now I need an intervention We could make tonight the night baby if you just listen Start it out slow yeah then we could get to kissin Cause all I need is, just a touch of your love, a little bit The spotlight on us aint bright enough baby Thinkin about you is drivin me crazy I want cut girl, I wanna tap that, im so blunt, upfront, I gots to have that You got, you got my losin my mind, so why wait, baby why waste time? haha! I do what I gotta do to get it, I admit it The way your movin makin me lose it, lets get to it So take my hand dont fight that feelin Its alright to roll with me we just chillin Your wildest dreams is bout to leave the buildin Dont you wanna roll with me? Cause I I wish I had time to get to know you but I dont I wish I could be here in the mornin but I wont So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! HEYYYYY!!!! OH!!!! Hey, girl, Im pickin you lets go You gotta be the baddest in the club so on that note Tell your friends, Ill see you tomorrow And tell them that young Lloyd done taught you the backstroke Now wait a minute, theres somethin you must know Im a blow it out but in the mornin you must go Cause as bad as you are, fine as you are!!! I cant make you my girl!!!! So take my hand dont fight that feelin Its alright to roll with me we just chillin Your wildest dreams is bout to leave the buildin Dont you wanna roll with me? Cause I I wish I had time to get to know you but I dont I wish I could be here in the mornin but I wont So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! HEYYYYY!!!! OH!!!! Hey! Hey! I said lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! Lets get it in, lets get it in Lets get it in, lets get it in I wish I had time to get to know you but I dont I wish I could be here in the mornin but I wont So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! So lets get it innnnnnnnnnn!!!! Girl!!!! HEYYYYY!!!! OH!!!! Yeah, so whats up baby? What you tryin to do? I mean, take a chance for once in your life You gotta do new things to get new results baby Yeah, Zone 4, Young Lloyd, 50 Cent, lets go Yeah!!! GET TO THE MONEY!!!!

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Sean “Diddy” Combs rose to mainstream fame in the late 1990s rapping about his desire for Benjamins, otherwise known as $100 bills. A decade and a half later, he might need to consider some larger denominations—McKinleys, Clevelands and Madisons, perhaps—to express his wealth. Diddy ranks No. 1 on this year’s Forbes Five, our list of hip-hop’s wealthiest artists, with an estimated net worth of $580 million. The bulk of the Bad Boy Records founder’s wealth comes from non-musical ventures, namely his deal with Diageo’s Ciroc. The agreement entitles him to eight-figure annual payouts and a nine-figure windfall if the brand is ever sold—and Ciroc’s value has never been higher. “It is one of the fastest-growing brands within vodka,” says Jack Russo, an equity analyst at Edward Jones & Co. “Consumers are feeling a little bit better about their situation, and with that, they’re willing to spend more on premium products.” The No. 2 spot goes to Shawn “Jay-Z” Carter, with a net worth of $475 million. He’s still rolling in cash from megadeals like his $204 million Rocawear sale in 2007 and his $150 million pact with Live Nation the following year. He continues to hold stakes in Roc Nation, Carol’s Daughter, the Brooklyn Nets—and, more significantly, the Barclays Center itself—while adding new partnerships with the likes of Duracell, Budweiser and Bacardi’s D’ussé Cognac. Andre “Dr. Dre” Young ranks third with $350 million, thanks mostly to his Beats by Dr. Dre headphones. A year after selling 51% of the company to handset maker HTC for $300 million in August 2011, Dre and his partners bought back half of the half they sold in 2012—and their investment continues to soar in value due to Beats’ whopping 65% market share of the premium headphone market. Bryan “Birdman” Williams owns the No. 4 spot, riding his Cash Money/Young Money empire to a fortune of $150 million. His roster includes Drake, Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne . Birdman also recently launched a YMCMB clothing line and a spirit called GT Vodka. “We have to build different brands,” he told FORBES last month. “That’s what it’s all about.” Rounding out the list is Curtis “50 Cent” Jackson at $125 million. He’s another master of brand building: The bulk of his fortune came from heavy sales of his music, merchandise, video games and books in the wake of his smash debut Get Rich or Die Tryin’—and particularly from his payout for the sale of his stake in VitaminWater parent Glacéau to Coca-Cola in 2007. Now he’s trying to replicate that feat with companies like SMS Audio, his answer to Dr. Dre’s Beats, and SK Energy, which has its sights set on category leader 5-Hour Energy. When informed that his net worth would be estimated at a little over $100 million this year, 50 Cent said simply, “That’s cool.” After being asked to elaborate, though, he changed his tune slightly. “Oh, you want me to tell you an exact number?” he said with a grin. “I’ve got way more.” If his new ventures continue to grow, 50 Cent’s number on this list should begin to reflect that belief as soon as next year. As for Diddy, he may need to stick to Benjamins after all. According to a recent tally, there were only 165,372 $1,000 bills still in use—not even enough to cover one-third of Diddy’s fortune.

First & Foremost I would like to thank God for my blessings. A big shout out to myself for getting me out the hood. To my Grandmother & Grandfather. To all my G-Unit Soldiers, 2 many to name. GGG G-UNIT! RIDE OUT! Sha Money XL, Eminem, & Dr. Dre for seeing my vision. Thanks to Tony Yayo and Lloyd Banks. Theo Sedlmayr, Jimmy Iovine, Paul Rosenberg, Chris Lighty, Mike & James Cruz. The whole Violator staff, the whole Interscope staff, the whole Shady staff, the whole Aftermath staff. Slang Inc. To all the DJs and magazines. Also, thanks to my parole officer Miss Donna Harris. Niggas in the hood, niggas on lockdown, R.I.P. Jam Master Jay, R.I.P. to Jamel Jah Barry Plador, R.I.P. Black Just, R.I.P. E Money Baggs & Troy Outlaw

Ohh! This The top feel so much better than the bottom So much better Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Nigga, yous a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin at shit you cant buy Nigga, yous a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad as fuck when you see me ride by If a chicken out off pocket, I’ll fix to right her Can only be Ma$e in the Russian white fur Red monkey, the magic, tuck my ratchet And when we do snatch it, we bound to catch it. Plenty of ‘em Detroit girls love my flavor Be more VA, girls they neighbors I be out in Jakefield, something to Cater You wanna come to Bougie, broads, you all need paper But, oh, I’m an MC, oh, they how they miss me? Skrrt off in Bentley, riims all crispy But I’ll be a canary, cause I really don’t like white But if I do, play me wrong, it’ll be all night-night Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Nigga, yous a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin at shit you cant buy Nigga, yous a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad as fuck when you see me ride by Summertime, white Porsche Carrera is milky Im on the grind, let my paper stack but Im filthy Its funny how niggas get to screw-facin at me Anyhow they aint got the heart to get at me Ill get down, Southsides the hood that I come from So I dont cruise through nobody hood without my gun They know the kid aint gon fall for all that bullshit Try and stick me, Ima let off a full clip It aint my fault you done fucked up your re-up At the dice game, who told you put a G up? Everybody mad when they paper dont stack right But when I come around yall niggas better act right When we got the tops down, you can hear the systems thump Nigga, when we rollin, rollin, rollin Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump Nigga, when we rollin, rollin, rollin Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Nigga, yous a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin at shit you cant buy Nigga, yous a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad as fuck when you see me ride by Niggas love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in They come to scoop me up at LAX and I hop in Now when it comes to bad bitches you know I got them Some from Long Beach, some from Watts and from Compton You know a nigga wanna see how Cali girls freak off After that five hour flight from New York I start spittin G at a bitch like a pimp, mane Tell her, Meet me at the Mondrian so we can do our thang. She can bring the lingerie with her, I sup-pose Then we can go from fully dressed to just havin no clothes Then she can run and tell her best friend bout my sex game Then her best friend could potentially be next, mane Listen mane, shit changed, I came up, Im doin my thang Homie, Im holdin, holdin, holdin Oh shit, mane, the store owner watchin you Before somethin get stolen, stolen, stolen Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Nigga, yous a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin at shit you cant buy Nigga, yous a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nigga, yous a window shopper Mad as fuck when you see me ride by Everybody put your hands in the air, everybody put your hands in the air Everybody say 50 Cent, everybody say 50 Cent Window shopper, window shopper Youll scream!

Go head nigga stunt! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! G-Unit nigga, what? ! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head try ya luck! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Keep thinkin its a game! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! {SHADYVILLE!} Nigga go head act tough! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Ill pull out that Tech! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Show some respect or - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head call the cops! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! {WHAT?} Call me crazy! - Cause Ill show a nigga no mercy Every other day I hear niggas tryna murc me But its all hood! - My nigga its all good! Stay with a Gat! - Teflon on my back! Niggas know my style so they ease up off me Now .40 Cali POP! I aint killn em softly! Now Tanya havin baby after baby she locked up And they all layin round he on the L and he locked up. {HAHA!} Niggas go nuts in the club when I pop up Cause everytime Im around a nigga get chopped up. {CMON!} My niggas look for nigga with they wrist all rocked up And they gon come up out that shit and get popped up Go head nigga stunt! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! G-Unit nigga, what? ! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head try ya luck! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Keep thinkin its a game! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Nigga go head act tough! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Ill pull out that Tech! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Show some respect {LLOYD BANK$!} - OR GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head call the cops! {MO MONEY... !} - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! {IN THE BANK!} Goddamn for what you aint gotta convince You just sold 6 million records you aint gotta do this. {Whoooo!} I got a new toy thatll burn a hater And put a red dot in his eye like the fuckin Terminator. {OOOH!} Now they boys all grown I give nicknames to my bitches and my guns like Go-Run and Jawbone Im next in line the future of this rap shit When I go, theyll be 100 shooters at my casket. {DAMN!} Ready to go and put the Rugers to the basket I pass thru these street niggas that use to get they ass kicked Man, what kind of beef do they want? Lil kidsll find ya body in the grass at the Easter Egg Hunt. {Whoooooooooo!} Every bid up out the rose comin outta the ziplock For round niggas that dont give a fuck about Hip-Hop! You can count me in if its fast cash Nigga Im bout my money! - Im flyin to Japan with a gas mask! {DAMN!} Go head nigga stunt! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! G-Unit nigga, what? ! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head try ya luck! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Keep thinkin its a game - AND GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Nigga go head act tough! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Ill pull out that Tech! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Show some respect or - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head call the cops! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! {GET BACK!} My bullets go thru Teflon, open up ya chest bone nigga We shootin at anybody even the wrong niggas. {Whoooooooo!} I pop these Glocks knockin these cops on they back It was only a traffic stop but I went for my strap. {YOUNG BUCK!} He shot once, I let off mine first Nothins worse than ya momma see you ridin in a Hersse This 12 Gaugell knock a coward off his converse, Have you wobblin and weepin screamin: Help me Lord, Im hurt! Bank$ bought me an AK for my birthday Like the Burger King commercial, You can have it your way! Dirty South til Im dead but I love the East So you would think Im from Queens till you look at my teeth. And I got sumthin in my jeans thatll clear off the streets, Shoot once and blow ya back out thru ya backseat I signed with 50 just because a nigga love beef May the best man win cause when I seem him we gon eat. {WHAT?} - BLAT! Go head nigga stunt! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! G-Unit nigga, what? ! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Go head try ya luck! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Keep thinkin its a game! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! {G-UNIT...} Nigga go head act tough! {CANT WE STOP!} - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Ill pull out that Tech! - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP! Show some respect or - GET SHOT THE FUCK UP!

Queens!!!! T-T-T-T Todd Smith!! LL!! Now when you see me in the club You ballin out doin it up The champagne wont buss You wanna do it like us Now mama after my show, come on and lets roll I got places to go, and money to blow I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low You better check your broad her nips get hard when they play this Just like a can of peaches in her draws whan I say this I got the recipe Ill leave your bird marinatin Now you want beef cause her onion just keep shakin My six pack alone cause grief, cats hatin But Im still in the Oldsmobile sittin on Daytons Still keep the fiber optic trunk vibratin Packed in the club like sardines the youg things is faintin Fillin the dancefloor like a carpenter Thats why I keep greener thumbs than a gardener Serious with my pimpin Im a monster bruh When I spit they kneel down like larsengers Now mama after my show you wanna guzzle twurve oh in the Range Rove Skins is like rims you gotta spin em on the low hit the big bumps slow And most of the time they aint worth the dough Now when you see me in the club You ballin out doin it up The champagne wont buss You wanna do it like us Now mama after my show, come on and lets roll I got places to go, and money to blow I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low Hey! You love it when it sounds like this Thats why the club crowded better find you a bitch She heard my name and she shouted this is me and my fifth And we both bout it bout it in a brand new six, with a smoke cloud around it Near the square anywhere, no sneakers on the rug And my system knockin, like the speakers in the club Look ma, drop the lame and spend a weekend with a thug Ill have you back at the cuzzi geekin of the bud When I come through I come through sparklin Six car garage in you in the apartment, and starvin I walk and talk, like I was raised around macks New York native, theres a razor in the hat Smooth as Fillmore Slim with gators on the track I hit em, quit em, and dish em off like that Im a bring her all of the jewelry cause I dont play the back And give less to spray now or later on the lac Now when you see me in the club You ballin out doin it up The champagne wont buss You wanna do it like us Now mama after my show, come on and lets roll I got places to go, and money to blow I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low Man Im poppin my collar, if you drop that ass And Im droppin them dollars, you hopin on that cash Im on that catwalk shorty make that ass drop Bottom like a apple wont you come sit on my laptop You know you love it mama wont you make that ass pop The Unit drop hot shit Welcome To Jamrock Man you know my cash hot I got a stash box Bar hog legal money no need to pass rocks Turn it up and then bump it in yo hood You see me with yo bitch then Im up to no good You wanna come to the team you knowin that you should Cause we hangin up them placks and you hangin up yo wood My roof stay on whenever I cruise up in that two door Bent With a chick and we Couped up Now get ya money up homey you a loser Sittin on them eighteens nigga pull yo shoes up Now when you see me in the club You ballin out doin it up The champagne wont buss You wanna do it like us Now mama after my show, come on and lets roll I got places to go, and money to blow I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low You can bump this, you can bump this, you can bump this, you can bump this

Aiyyo Fif Yo Fif, I got this letter from this girl Finna write her back man Im a tell you what I told her though Listen... Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I read your letters locked up in my cell Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I see you know Im a star in jail Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail Dear Suzie, I aint have sex in a while Im in jail with my niggas; beatin off to your pictures You only writin letters cause Im headed towards the riches And Im only writin letters cause your head game vicious Whats todays date, and todays time? Sit-ups, push-ups and write a new rhyme Im about to lock it so Im a write this letter Was your day okay? Is your mother better? Im a put this bid in, cause summertime is comin And when it start gettin hot, also tired of cummin Im in dorm two lower ma, heres my address Send my G-Unit and my mailin package Now Suzie, you know I would never try to use you or fool you But can your friend Kim be my mule boo? Give me some days, Im a write you back Send that new don diva a quarter a pack And when you come to my visit, dont wear no drawers Its your pimp, your playa, sincerely yours Goodbye.. goodbye.. goodbye.. goodbye Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I read your letters locked up in my cell Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I see you know Im a star in jail Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail I went from Manhattan coons to Allana downstate To Oster County and then shock upstate But anyway ma I be home in January til then, keep it tight like the Holy Virgin Mary And had a rumble in my house, a sneak thief got cut From his ear to his chin got his ass ripped up I got the phone on lock, from nine to ten I just got off the jack, with 50 and Em Listen Ms. X-and-O, you love my flow Baby Im waitin on your mail, here come the C.O Ma its Tony Yayo, girl Im bound to blow I cant wait to come home and perform a show Get some ice from Jacobs, so my neck can glow Twist some haze, twist some hash and a pound of dro Buy some dice, throw chips, matter fact c-low Dear groupie lights out, girl its time to go Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I read your letters locked up in my cell Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I see you know Im a star in jail Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail

Everyone wants to be a part of something big, important But to get there you need to prove yourself No-ones gonna hand it to you You have to take it and make it your own Now there was a time When I you loved me so See, I been a bad bad bad bad man That cant wait till you see So how you like me now? Too small, too slow Two words; it doesnt matter Once your chosen, youre in How you like me now? How you like me now? How you like me now? How you like me nowwww? Time to step up, stand out Or get lost in the shuffle Tell em Fifty! Fifty Im in the track of the draft man Russell Wilson I love the number one picks But Imma underdog Prolly like me better when Im down, but Im up Im on my A-game, about to go nuts The underdog, I stay on top Everything I touch turn to gold now watch Hard work, focus, dedication, practice Disciplin I hope you listenin My recipe for success Im the best Imma the ball Haters cant believe it, Im all Wassup! How you like me now? He-he! How you like me now? How you like me now? Someday youll be on top Someday youll be a national name The path for that someday Starts today It doesnt matter if you the first pick The seventy-fifth pick Or the last pick This is your moment to shine Its time! I made it! Today is a new day! I love you ma Welcome to the show! The draft is on!

Som for the hood, ya know, yeah Nuttin crazy, little som som Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio I sit and twist the lye just to get high Niggas is gon die, why ask why? Homie, it is what it is, I handle my biz I put that on my kid, I dont forget I heard you Bullet shell in ya wig, hollow tip from my sig Leave a hole in you bigger than BIG Nigga you dead, I know where Nori live, you live by Nori crib You talkin all that shit, nigga you better move your kids Sucka tell Tony, dont you fuck me you little monkey Irv, whatchu talkin jackass, you fuckin little donkey You lied to Suge, then you lied to Prince You got em thinkin I wont pop niggas and elephants I spoke to Scarface, I spoke to Bun B They gave me their blessings, they said: man get your money, man we aint call you snitch, man we aint mad you rich, man keep on makin hits, and fuck that other shit Could it be that you mad? jealous a nigga holding? G-Unit Records, Radio, G-Unit clothing G-Unit films, G-Unit books G-Unit sneakers, Im off the hook G-Unit man, G-Unit video games, G-Unit everything man When, every magazine stand you walk by youre gonna see me Every time you turn on your TV, youre see me The award show, youre gonna see me You know, Im gonna pick up everything they give to a new guy: Best New Artist, Best New Single, Best New Album, you know You know what I mean, and you can just keep on making your little punk music La-la-la-la, your McDonalds commericals McDonalds apple pie, love the way you make me feel Number two, super size, love the way you make me feel M.I.K., 50 Cent, Murda Inc Killa I heard about your show too, your show aint nothin but good karaoke chump Yeah man, but if you wanna learn how to do that you should come check me out you know, The Rock the Mic Tour, 50 Cent, Jay Z Thats what everybody talkin bout in the street, you know what I mean Ashanti, whats the matter baby? You lookin like you strugglin out there baby They aint feelin you no more? ha-ha-ha They aint feelin you no more baby? Aye, you should do another condom commercial, I put the condom on-

I’m in the club tryna get me some hoes Or, I’m on the grind tryna get me some dough I hustle hard, niggas already know I do what I gotta do and proceed to keep it moving Holla at me if you’re ready to roll I aint gotta tell you I want you, you already know I keep my eye on you, while you out on the floor Girl, you turn me on, watching you move to the music I’mma flash the cash you know I’ma get it You wanna give me the ass, you know I’m with it The flows so sick the way I spit it The say its prolific, lets be specific Can I kick it, yes I can You rocking with fifty fifty and Timbaland We are not the same nigga now understand I do what I want boy, you do what you can Everythings going according to plan, no more Con-sign-ment, no more hand to hand My new hustle bring millions in Damn what a difference between now and then Ha ha, you see it, you really believe it When I done came up, and I aint changed up I’m in the house with the toaster yo Things are going how they supposed to go This is what you been missing I’m back in position, I listen Theres nobody better, you know I go hard for the cheddar The drama I bring it, way, way better than I sing it Gotta put in work to ring the bells, my name ringing It’s murder on the dancefloor when my songs on My competition just sit on the type of shit I’m on We keep it going, til it, til it, til it break of dawn I aint the one that you should be fronting or faking on Stunt if you want, my niggas will have your Jacob on I’m so ghetto, they say I’m so gutta I don’t dance, I be in the cut like “what up” You know my style, know me, everywhere I go I aint gotta say a word man, they already know I’m a no-nonsense nigga that flow Annoying conversation if it aint about dough But if you tryna get it, I’m with it I’m all in? for sho

Yeah... Shady Haha  50  Cent... GgGgG G Unit Haha Yeah Uh huh Does  it make you mad when I switch my flow You  cant understand how I get my dough 50 Cent Im on fire cause Shady said so... Im On Fire Everybodys  in a rush to try to get the throne I just get on the track and try to set the tone Aint trying to use nobody as a steppin stone But dont compare me Im better off just left alone And  I aint even tryin to go there with record sales Im just tryin to keep it humble and respect myself Say what up keep steppin and just rep D12 Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons‚ jail And livin wreckless‚ but if you would check my belt You may see something else I use to protect myself A vest to stop a ruger and deflect the shells and Send em back at you faster than they left the barrel And I dont even carry guns no more I dont got to Got under cover cops thatll legally pop you And I done seen a lot of people crossed the line But this motherfucker Ja mustve lost his mind That X has got him thinkin he was DMX Then he switched to Pac now his tryin to be him next So which one are you X Luther Pac or Michael? Just keep singing the same song recycled Wed all much rather get along than fight you Me and Hailey dance to your songs we like you And you dont really want to step inside no mic booth Come on now you know the white boy will bite you Ill hurt your pride dog and you know I dont like to But I will if I have to With syllable after syllable ill just slap ya Killin you faster Than you poppin pill after little pill of them tabs of That shit you on but if you want it you got it Youd bump this shit too if we didnt diss you on it But if we lock horns we can charge harder than Busta We bump heads with any motherfucker that wants ta So whats the deal where was all of the tough talk When I walked up to ya like Ja what up dog How come you didnt say you had a problem then When you was standin there with all you men We couldve solved it then Im a grown man dogg come holla All you did was slap hands smile and swallow Another one of them lil x pills in front of me And tell me 50 Cent was everything you want to be I know you dont want it with me You know you dont want it with me You talk and soon you gon see You dont wanna bump heads with me I know you dont want it with me You know you dont want it with me You talk and soon you gon see You dont wanna bump heads with me You couldnt slug me if my father helped you My punchlines is hot my bars would melt you Ja‚ you Stuart Little, shells will lift you Every other week Im buyin a new pistol I clap at yo ass with this chrome 38 And put 6 through your hats a 7 and 3/8s Irv you aint Suge Knight, you Shook Knight I put my knife in ya wind pipe Then freeze on this turn pike You know and I know who took ya chain You got robbed two times so your ass is lame Im down to die for this shit all I need is bail You better stick to the movies with Steven Segal I know you dont want it with me You know you dont want it with me You talk and soon you gon see You dont wanna bump heads with me I know you dont want it with me You know you dont want it with me You talk and soon you gon see You dont wanna bump heads with me Yo fuck that Im tired of waiting These industry niggas starting to get out of hand Like I wont find your whereabouts by stomping em out your man We killin New York even in Compton they understand Im on the block where you was raised‚ blowin chocolate up out the van and They see me pop up more icy because I could You been gone so long you probably forgot your way around the hood, good Least when your paranoid its hard to make a song How you want it with us and half of your artists got makeup on Every magazine I open you on your knees takin prayer pictures And you aint even get shot yet you scared bitches You dont know nothin bout what pain is sucker I put your ass in the ground like a train conductor motherfucker I know you dont want it with me You know you dont want it with me You talk and soon you gon see You dont wanna bump heads with me I know you dont want it with me You know you dont want it with me You talk and soon you gon see You dont wanna bump heads with me Yeah nigga Shady Aftermath G Unit Fuck you think they call us G Unit for? Cause we move units Uh huh And dont think we aint billin you for this motherfuckin studio time Matter fact keep em on 50 We call it even. Ha

Imagine I was broke right now Saying damn, where my friends go Catburglar style, Im coming through your window Bitch Im so focused, nigga Im so focused Slim chance Ima go back to killing roaches Be quiet, you can hear the rats in the wall Make you want to pump crack til you stack racks The dope bring the dough in, shawn sister, she hoeing Like Brenda with her baby, she six months, she showing For 50 should suck that, for a buck you could fuck that And you thinking she nasty, but niggas is nasty Dice game shake em up, praying for a six The wolves out there hungry, they looking for a lick Sun down to sun up, they looking for a come up 10-30 in progress right in your projects They boosting, you like Gucci, they got it Spot it, and every other high end product I put you on, my mans man, got a credit card scam Come through later, Ima plug you in fam Niggas pissed on the staircase in an elevator Now Im pissed cause Im starting to smell like piss, player My little man get bread, I tell you what he doing He bag up for days till cocaine in his urine His momma got bills he avoiding the eviction He play lookout and warn niggas when the dicks coming You can say Im ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker You can say Im ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker You can say Im ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker You can say Im ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker Mikey put his foot to a bitch ass on some pimp shit 10 hoes, 10 gs a night, niggas getting rich Any nigga get out of line, I got em Southside across my back, Im from the bottom All a nigga need is a block and a connect And a box of 9mms to load in the tech The beef all gravy, a nigga half crazy You pull it, better bang it, cause niggas will bring it That kush moving faster than crack, nigga its burning Now move a couple pounds of that, now youre earning Stack paper on every flip, get the whip Then get a new bitch and forget the one you with She said she could do bad all by her damn self Nigga, let her do bad all by her damn self A bitchll tell when the pigs come Wont even try to make bail when the pigs come Just let her do her own thing

Yo Im tired, son We gon do this last one, then Im out Its a natural progression, first you cut a nigga Then you gun-butt a nigga, then you pull the trigger Put that work in, put that work in Make it hot, it die down, do the shit again You know my aunt killed my dog and never said sorry Niggas broke in my crib and they stole my Atari Man, niggas couldve asked, I wouldve let em hold a cartridge I wasnt fucking with nobody, see how niggas start shit Instead selling crack I couldve been Tiger Woods But they aint got no fucking golf courses in the hood I said Im selling dope, I dont regret shit Im selling dope, nigga, that good shit I was supposed to be an A student, a valedictorian Instead Im in special ED trying to fuck, Im horny They didnt like my style, they said they didnt like my style Them same bitches want me now In came the cash, out with the cocaine Virgin Mary medallion hanging off my rope chain Four finger ring, nigga doing his thing You get a couple bitches after you get the bling Its a natural progression, first you cut a nigga Then you gun-butt a nigga, then you pull the trigger Put that work in, put that work in Make it hot, it die down, do the shit again Cant read notes but I plaaaaay anything by ear I made up tunes on the sounds that I used to hear. What the fuck? What the, who the fuck Who would put this on the beat, man? Thats it, man This shit is stupid, man Im glad this is the last one because Fuck that man, Im out man What time is it? Its like fucking 4 oclock in the morning, son Tuu, for a mixtape, Im going home, man Man fuck that, Im out This is, they can, this is good enough AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! {gunshot}

Uh! Circle the crib cause they follow ya Jealousys startin to show like the ribs in Somalia Cover ya tracks or the pigs will swallow ya And make it easier being a part of ya Im a survivor! Even with the .9! The baseball bat, switchblade or screwdriver The Llam got a kick like Rowdy Rowdy Piper I put ya brain all over ya windshield wiper Nigga go practice, the flow is ferocious Million dollar face and its all over posters! We living great so we hit the shows and roasters Them niggas hate so we hit the show with toasters Project bitches! Those is holsters We aint off point cause hoes approach us Slip up and Im a steamroll you roaches I roll with the vultures they eager to pop ya I give you a reason to believe in ya doctor! Fuck a Bentley! I got a key to the chopper With zoom in vision. Its easy to spot ya! And yeah, I went Platinum off my first L.P! But its all off one record so Im gon do three Theres only so long Im gon take the hate Before I DDT ya ass like Jake the Snake Nigga rather see a thug dead, cause I love bread! The Uzill have you flyin like Spud Webb Im something like the rap-ravishing Rick Im that slick! Thats why all these niggas on my dick! reach and respond to them But Im like nope! You just mad because you broke You wont be satisfied til I get you in the yoke And I keep squeezing, til you slipping in a stroke Then Im Dipping in a boat and every bar I wrote Sent chills through ya veins like Im dipping in the coke I ride the track harder than Pippen when you broke I lean on the beat like a fiend on dope The boy been hot before Hammer went broke Tyson was bittin and Rakim had the rope Im chilling while you act hard Sipping on lemonade that the maid made from the tree in the backyard! I got my own sneaker, dick! I dont wear those! The entrepren-nigga wont put on their clothes The industrys filled with a bunch of fuckin weirdos Actin like they dont want diamonds in their earlobe So what hood you grew up in? Cause comin where Im from, motherfuckas want something! My eyes all poky and red, cause me and Buck like Smoky and Craig You learn something if you open up ya head I dont party unless they pay me You want me to perform thats an extra 80 You almost on your last meal So I got three words for you, Straight Outta Ca$hville!

Man, I had a nightmare last night and woke up me Before I wrote my first verse and my first CD Had the same .38, same old .9 With the scratches on the side, nigga used three times Lane through your projects, bitch, lets ride Oh, you don’t wanna get in? Then whats up with your friends? I got the count to keep em speeding The dope to keep ’em leaning They sniff it, yeah, they shoot it, man They call me when theyre fiending I got what they want, yeah, I got what they like That beige, boy, that brown, boy, and that china white That mean bud, that green bud, that purple in the sack That fish scale, that pretty girl, thats how my money stack Be last with the puck in their throat Niggas try to stunt, I air em out You pussy niggas know what Im about Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded Be last with the puck in their throat Niggas try to stunt, I air em out You pussy niggas know what Im about Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded Ayo, respect is the cornerstone of power on the corner The biggest drought of NY, the planes hit the towers When the Latin blew the shit up, the coke price went up For 35 a gram how the fuck am I gon blow out? I’ll take three and a half grams, sold that for seven Seven to fourteen, I was born in Brookdale, raised in the Southside Had to get a cold rush when them fiends was outside Low in the hoop ride, ducking the task force I catch another one and my ass is up North Scarface, I wanna be, I wanna be Pablo Bought my own jail, make it look like a condo Be last with the puck in their throat Niggas try to stunt, I air ’em out You pussy niggas know what Im about Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded I turn your family to zombies, your daddy, your mommies Hit off the goons, let ’em move it out the lobby Man, a nigga stunting on me, he better be Miyagi Or Jackie Chan, man, Ill fuck around and catch a body Man, that hardll turn a Diesel nigga skinny They x em, nigga, FEMA house of Diddy, show titty in your city Give me a .9, a hoe, and I can tempt you Give me some time, and look, marijuana, I’ll make a hit Bitch, my team about paper, my Beamer outcage ya I daydream green, thats the gene of my nature Im a genius, why hate ya? For sure Ill make the best show I can have your BM cooking up with her chest out Be last with the puck in their throat Niggas try to stunt, I air em out You pussy niggas know what Im about Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded Be last with the puck in their throat Niggas try to stunt, I air em out You pussy niggas know what Im about Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded

Next and 50 Next and 50 Next and 50 Next and 50 Yo, yo my imagination is more vivid than life Playboy November issue page three was my wife I aint never had a problem with going for dough I did a Jordan in the box I grew it myself I go up and down like a merry go round Visions of some...splash I touch on myself when aint no shorties to touch me After this joint half the hood gon want to fuck me I can imagine youre here In your Vicky panties and brassier yeah Its like your sexy moans I hear Got a player gettin wet down there, I swear I close my eyes and when you appear Me on top you on top even from the rear yeah Call in sick to work Cant get worse, damn Im a jerk 1 - Im all alone and Im trippin my girl I keep on missin Got me fiendin for the kitten I call but she dont listen I make the decision to handle my own business Back and forth with the rhythm Till I make the jizm Im a jerk I e-mailed you, tried the cell too Tried to contact you But I failed too Pants swelled too What should I do? Touch myself? When I thought about you Yo, yo at the end of the road Home sick than being sick of home Id rather have a short to help me Then do it on my own Check me out Id rather beat my own dick than trick Thats a quote from BIG I take it back ya dig? I play the block to get my work off Ds come I murk off Do a bid for rape fuck that Id rather jerk off Listen times money so Im only into quickies Im not a pretty boy so I aint never been picky I make it real easy for you to bop to this Man I pop the Cris and I rock the wrist New CL 500 Imma cop this shit It only come hard top so Imma chop this shit Ballers they dont chase chicks they chase chips Champagne you take sips they guzzle the shit Only a selected few can rock to this Kaygee, 50 Cent, Next, ya stoppin this? Repeat 1 Loving me like me Especially when wife be acting funny Cause it dont need for no money And it can be so lovely Take your hand and aim to please Dont drip a drip on your Dungarees Take a towel and cover your jeans Move it back and forth till you see babies Repeat 1 Im a jerk, if your a jerk How do it work? Show me how you move it back and forth now baby For the guys and the girls Move it all around now work, oh yeah

Uh-huh Uh-huh 51 Real shit nigga Yo, nigga say somethin slick, youll get slapped for that Niggas schemin on some jewels, youll get clapped for that If yall niggas want war, I got the mack for that Run off with some work, and get your head cracked for that Nigga if a nickel bag sold in the park, I want in on it The bullshit Im on right now nigga, Ive been on it If I dont eat, nobody eat, cold in the street No surrender, no retreat, my niggas rollin with heat Yall know my steez, I spark trees, under palm trees Feel a breeze, and fees, in expanded keys Cop it straight from the bay, tap dance on the yay Your people make a G day, you aint rich, you just ok I take the stand under oath and lie Before I snitch on my clique, Ill fry Or watch time go by Niggas want to steal slabs, and dib or dab in the pie He who steals from the hands that feed em, deserve to die Yo, nigga say somethin slick, youll get slapped for that Niggas schemin on some jewels, youll get clapped for that If yall niggas want war, I got the mack for that Run off with some work, and get your head cracked for that You gettin money nigga? , you thugged out? 50 Cent is the hottest shit out this year You bust your gun nigga? , you on the run nigga? You treat a grown man like he ya son, nigga? Yo, I aint the first parolee, to catch his nigga for his rollie After being on the street, less than a week Look, niggas who know me, know Im up to no good Man my fan base is spreading like HIV in the hood Why smack a nigga silly, when I can squeeze the milly A slugll split a niggas ass, worst than the philly I stay with the heater, cut the D with Bonita My wifey kept acting up, so I had to leave her It hurted when I left, but I knew I didnt need her If it wasnt for my seed, I wouldnt even have to see her She tried to front like she dont need me, she miss me, believe me Its that soap opera shit, the bitch watch too much TV Yo, nigga say somethin slick, youll get slapped for that Niggas schemin on some jewels, youll get clapped for that If yall niggas want war, I got the mack for that Run off with some work, and get your head cracked for that Aight, now yall niggas tryin to do too much Them little bit of chips you got son, I seen you with your whip outside son You spent your last on that Rap niggas stay actin like they ready to flip When I let off a clip, it aint a part of the script Its like tradition, rap niggas die in they whips So I spent a little chips, to bulletproof my shit You a 6 coupe nigga, but you years behind Nigga yours a 92, mines a 99 Youre not in my league, the ghetto taught me tools to succeed Shall I proceed, Ill write it down so you can read If youve been listening, I know you like loving what I said If not you dumb fuck, I just went over your head Yo, nigga say somethin slick, youll get slapped for that Niggas schemin on some jewels, youll get clapped for that If yall niggas want war, I got the mack for that Run off with some work, and get your head cracked for that

Yo, the Ferarri man and the O History in the making right here, we had to it 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid They say I done changed when I got the change They say I was frontin, I dont owe nobody nothin I always kept it real, I always kept it a hunnid But I know the name I remember days when stomach hurtin the pain I promised to myself that I never need again Always kept it real, always it 100 But now its 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid What up? 50+O equal, equal five hunnid 50+O equal, equal five hunnid What up? 50+O yeah, equal five hunnid 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid We different pedigrees we come from different blocks You know I dont fuck with you but you cool with my opps Nigga aint nothing like me be the same I can get to snitching on on your whole damn gang gang gang gang gang gang From the get go, Ima a trip Nigga I be on some shit Put that paper, gold case, where I go you know I aint out here fuckin round Niggas know how I get down When they supposed to blow, these gunshots blow for sure We dont see no evil, hear no evil where I be Did I hit that boy in broadday, we aint seen a thing Shit Im kicking is a fact Get em up, get the strap, get em back, fuck that They say I done changed when I got the change They say I was frontin, I dont owe nobody nothin I always kept it real, I always kept it a hunnid But I know the name I remember days when stomach hurtin the pain I promised to myself that I never need again Always kept it real, always it 100 But now its 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid What up? 50+O equal, equal five hunnid 50+O equal, equal five hunnid What up? 50+O yeah, equal five hunnid 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid What up? Rose through the cracks Like a rose through the cracks So my rose a little cracked So I flew a bit off track But my train of thought intact Brain dont ever take a nap 500 stacks, got a whole lotta dat, dat, dat Trying to make a killing Niggas dying from too much killing 50 say the best, we forgettin Many men wish death when youre winning I say the rest is Fiddy plus O a different villain I get paid to make it realer All the way from A to Gorilla For the kids in the project I got some projects Im building I got some scars but Im healing Got some scars but Im wishing Got some rocks that Im dealing Im a rockstar with a different living Fiddy plus O, fuck with it Keep They say I done changed when I got the change They say I was frontin, I dont owe nobody nothin I always kept it real, I always kept it a hunnid But I know the name I remember days when stomach hurtin the pain I promised to myself that I never need again Always kept it real, always it 100 But now its 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid What up? 50+O equal, equal five hunnid 50+O equal, equal five hunnid What up? 50+O yeah, equal five hunnid 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid What up? If you just run from somebody face, a lot of people aint gon be able to take that over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. They just not gon want that. Run up to a motherfucker face, the you aint gotta worry about that no more Nigga aint nothing like me be the same I can get to snitching on on your whole damn gang gang gang gang gang gang Got a whole lotta dat, dat, dat Trying to make a killing I got some scars but Im healing Fiddy plus O a different villain Fiddy plus O, fuck with it 50+O equal, equal five hunnid 50+O equal, equal five hunnid What up? 50+O yeah, equal five hunnid 50+O, Ima keep it five hunnid What up?

Im riding, I’m locin I get the coke, Im the dopeman Sunroof open, shawty, she open Cause a nigga holdin I’m riding, I’m locin I get the coke, I’m the dopeman Sunroof open, shawty, she open Cause a nigga holdin Stick your hand out, Ill cut it off Based on my last year’s income Im a boss I made up for what I lost Cross my heart, I never lie Oh God, dont let me down Fuck security guards, look what they did to T.I bras, nigga, cause if I wasnt fly She would let a nigga wet me up and hang me out to dry Throw your money in the sky, Im the one to pick it up Call me 50s cash cow, or call me Young Buck I aint a politician, Im a walking ambition If it dont make sense, I dont listen, I wont sniff it Shit, if I could freeze, it wouldve been happened Im icey as a prince, no thin platinum Im packing, then Im going when the wind backing Cause New York City streets got my rims cracking My fame got long lost kin asking I gotta conquer and win passion Twin Benz matching Im riding, Im locin I get the coke, Im the dopeman Sunroof open, shawty, she open Cause a nigga holdin Im riding, Im locin I get the coke, Im the dopeman Sunroof open, shawty, she open Cause a nigga holdin Imma shine like Shaq on the Phoenix Suns Im a seven-star nigga with my feet in the slums Homie, the coupe spotless, got a box for the knockers Yall niggas aint gangsta, yall internet bloggers Ill make a movie out a nigga trying to YouTube me U-turn, nigga, let off three Im a G, Soutshide, anybody get it Nigga, fuck some Ed Hardys, buy a fifth with a Got a Mac, a .9 and an .8 in the safe Got the hex, the Lex and a camera by the place Got a vest for my chest, and a drop for my bitch I got lawyers, Ill kill you there, call it self-defense I got connects in the Tex, I have a trunk full of bricks Hit it soft, hit it hard, hit the strip, watch it flip Got a fucked up attitude, I dont care Rock hanging from my ear like a chandelier Im riding, Im locin I get the coke, Im the dopeman Sunroof open, shawty, she open Cause a nigga holdin Im riding, Im locin I get the coke, Im the dopeman Sunroof open, shawty, she open Cause a nigga holdin

So much so much love So much So tell me can you feel it? So much so much yeah You know Then make that visit So much so much love So much Senegal can you feel it? So much so much yeah So much So much love to share Pure blackness, wantness is so rare So much love to care Let them know theyre missin out Mama Africa So much love to share Sweet blackness, oneness Meet me there So much love to care Let them know they missin out Sing again A This is for all the love And the life took away F Dont forget we were bought and trade R Ripped from the land and shipped away I Is the inspiration we use to survive C Have to see it with your own cries A No play add it up and arrive Still you dont know The land is so gold and green The place is so fresh and clean And everyday I water my garden Tell me if you feel it deep in your heart Visit once, guaranteed to visit twice And if you just believe in the most high I know youll be all right A Thats my favorite place when I need to get away F Must forget but we cant forget to pray R Like Lance ridin on the runway I In my homeland and Im feelin so alive C Imagine Africa unite A Gonna accept mass alright Still you dont know Skin is so dark and brown She lifts me right off the ground But no you not gonna see it on you TV So just listen up and believe me Her trees have the only cure Her love is so new and pure Had to kiss them troubles goodbye bye No I dont have to lie Mama Africa, unite So much so much love So tell me can you feel it So much so much Then make that visit So much so much love Senegal can you feel it So much so much Ow! So much love to share I just cant see how were livin without it So much love to care Dont miss dont miss one moment about it So much love to share Resist this bliss though I really doubt it So much love so much love to share Oh yeah A Is for ambition our dream we envision F Is for the fear we gon provoke when we vicious R Your smart enough to recognize my plan A mystery become some history then change it damn C, how we Dont 4get how could we 4get Africa da motha land Damn I thought you spanned Had a peice beyond average for her Im a savage Property to lavish my life style is iight now

Yo! Bay Area! You are now rockin With Big Von And 50 Cent Yo! Southside. Roll something, smoke something nigga yeah I fall off then I bounce back Im incredible, yeah 6-2 to the O, back to the 62 here we go Its like every time I get on some niggas try to jam me I grind, I go hard for my niggas try to jam me Im strapped now movin round with the swammy Got a baby by your baby mama, nigga we family Niggas mad at the kid cuz Im caked up Yeah they want that pinky ring, yeah they want that Jacob Sleeping Beauty tell me when you gon wake up Youll never have me hog-tied Youll never have me jaked up Im holdin Motherfucker Im strizzapped Im rollin with the mizzack Ill lay your ass flizzat You wanna talk? Talk to me You wanna be dead? Its boom bye-bye to a body boy yeah I had a dream I was broke, and woke up rich It used to be the other way around, aint that some shit? I had a pistol under my pillow, a pistol next to my kicks A pistol on my night stand, a pistol next to my bitch I seen bullets on the couch I seen bullets by the TV Woke up feeling like niggas cant see me Ask Em and Dre theyll tell you now Im on some different shit Cuz i got a different tech, and they got a different clip Yeah I got money now, every day a different whip Different bracelet, different trip, shut your fucking lips Dont be a rat Theres nothing worse than that Yeah Its the return of the heartless monster I already know what time it is And you already know what time it is Ill shake the motherfucking town up Niggas already said, they said if 50 cant do numbers, then the numbers cant be done Huh? I should give yall niggas a whole R&B record 808s and my hearts broken, motherfuckers Im just a different breed of nigga, huh? Niggas is faggots man I dont like none of these niggas, man Come around, niggas got them rainbow colors on Yall niggas confused? Niggas from the hood aint supposed to wear no retro shit Imma tell my little niggas to start kicking your fucking ass See you out there with that funny shit on Look him, hes a faggot, kick him, kick his fucking ass

Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Money like a boss, but I still come off ya Ferrari..Lambo, I race it Bugatti, I chase it I be stuntin, niggas dont say shit Murder..its what I get away with Therell never be another me, face it I pick up big bread, its okay bitch Shawty got ass you can play with She aint rich like a blonde, just stay with So brave, your graves ready.. Tre-8, duct tape, ready.. Your times up already.. Black mag, body bag, ready..ready, ready Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Crazy..sip, psychotic Rich..still pushing narcotics Shit you wanna do, Ive done it Lifes going the way I want it X pills, pounds up chronic Drama..tell me who want it Ive done it They talk about it, they fronting So brave, your graves ready.. Tre-8, duct tape, ready.. Your times up already.. Black mag, body bag, ready..ready, ready Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Money like a boss, but I still come off ya This is how it sounds when Im mashing This is the Enforcer in action This is how it sounds when Im mashing This is how it feels when Im blasting Everything I do something you want to But you dont do things that I do Cause you aint got the heart to do it You aint got the heart to do it You aint got the heart to do it You aint got the heart to do it Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Who wanna play with the Enforcer? Money like a boss, but I still come off ya This is how it sounds when Im mashing This is the Enforcer in action This is how it sounds when Im mashing This is how it feels when Im blasting This is how it feels when Im blasting Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting This is how it feels when Im blasting

Mil cosas pasan por mi mente Pero solo Dios conoce mi corazón Hermano, yo no ando solo Yo siento que él está al lao mío Por eso soy un sobreviviente ¡Pah! Ajá W It’s 50 50 Cent Ferrari F50 Multimillo Records ¡Woh! Yo represento al barrio Todos los míos Woh-woh-woh Empezó el desafío Pa la gente pobre Pal caserío Pa los humildes Pa los que rompen el frío Pa mi gente buena Ellos ordenan Pa los que están en prisión cumpliendo una condena Hago que tiemble cuando mi música suena Multimillo Records, evítense problemas Me levanté con ganas de hacer dinero Como siempre, Jesucristo primero Mi familia segundo, yo tercero Hace 15 año en mis canciones reitero Que cualquiera que se preste sentirá el aguacero En la cabina todos son guerreros Cuatro se me viraron, lo intentaron, no pudieron Millones de fanáticos en el mundo entero lo pidieron El Sobreviviente ha llegado de nuevo Woh, nací solo, muero solo La música mi tesoro Lo que pase en mi vida no lo controlo A veces me descontrolo y a mi Dios imploro En ocasiones me río, a veces lloro Como todo ser humano Pero sigo siendo un veterano Se juntaron el boricua con el norteamericano El dinero, las torres del movimiento urbano Multimillo Records como siempre se nos van la mano Yo represento al barrio Todos los míos Woh-woh-woh Empezó el desafío Pa la gente pobre Pal caserío Pa los humildes Pa los que rompen el frío Pa mi gente buena Ellos ordenan Pa los que están en prisión cumpliendo una condena Hago que tiemble cuando mi música suena Multimillo Records, evítense problemas Fron the bottom to the top From my block to your block From my hood to your hood Victory never felt so good I said i’d do it then i did Many doubted that i could See i got what it takes to win Lord forgive me for my sins Niggas don’t attack your chim And my revolver spin Sippin on that juice and gin, now be a foe or be a friend Won nearly with my pen She’s a likely indent i’m only fucking yo bitch ass right back again I’ve began with 60 seconds Do you roll it, pack it, swallow it Tripping to your stick Move your bottle drop it beer falling Let’s spill this again That shit we can always steal only Forever hungry, still paper chasing We still ballin Yo represento al barrio Todos los míos Woh-woh-woh Empezó el desafío Pa la gente pobre Pal caserío Pa los humildes Pa los que rompen el frío Pa mi gente buena Ellos ordenan Pa los que están en prisión cumpliendo una condena Hago que tiemble cuando mi música suena Multimillo Records, evítense problemas Woh Okey W Se ven bien tirándole piedras a la luna Ustedes no pueden Estas son alianzas millonarias W 50 Cent Chris Jeday Hyde El Químico Otros niveles musicales Ouh Multimillo Records Los ídolos tuyos ¡Pah!

Niggas stop at the red light Its a infrared beam, I go hard for the green Cause a homocide scene Green light So go get the dough Nigga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow Red light Nigga, you dont want it, you aint on it like Im on it For that paper I smoke something Green light Nigga, its a go You already know for sure, my trey pound blow I walk the streets with the banger like a nigga in the yard Whip the soft and the hard, Ill whoop ya ass, swear to God Grams on the digi scale, coins in the wishing well Shoot a punk pussy tail, my niggas get me out of jail Buckshot, sawed-off, miss your head, hit your legs Head dropped, getting popped, now I bet you wish you dead Highways, three lanes, switch gears Six gears, Chevy, Vette, shit yeah Dont worry which year New money, everything new I got New Bentley, new bitch, new clips to pop I got murderous intentions, you knew that shit Thats how you knew to hit the ground soon as I come around Niggas stop at the red light Its a infrared beam, I go hard for the green Cause a homocide scene Green light So go get the dough Nigga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow Red light Nigga, you dont want it, you aint on it like Im on it For that paper I smoke something Green light Nigga, its a go You already know for sure, my trey pound blow Niggas know how I give it up, stacking that bread Make you a peephole through the back of your head Yeah, you dont want niggas hopping over yard gates Red lights in your face like car brakes Pop shit like a coked up Scarface Exotic chronic, fucking up my heart pace Get out of line, be a body on the Im a cold-hearted, soak-bodied, grimey motherfucker Ayo, broad daylight, hit your ass with the trey pound Buck, buck, buck, take that with you on the way down Yall niggas got the audacity My gun game like Omar on that balcony I turn a killer to a casualty Ill kill your whole family off for some cheese and half a ki Boy, you know when the iron hit em Hollow split em, the cave make it look like a lion hit em Niggas stop at the red light Its a infrared beam, I go hard for the green Cause a homocide scene Green light So go get the dough Nigga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow Red light Nigga, you dont want it, you aint on it like Im on it For that paper I smoke something Green light Nigga, its a go You already know for sure, my trey pound blow Turn of the lights, , my bitch and she a dyke She eat a nigga ass up on any given night I been on one, lowkey staying out of sight Hit a homerun, one flight, got my money right Bitch, Im back now - aint no braids under the hat now Only grenades and blades, guns go brrat now I holla a peep, niggas getting wack now 50 say, get em, Buck, niggas stack now Niggas stop at the red light Its a infrared beam, I go hard for the green Cause a homocide scene Green light So go get the dough Nigga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow Red light Nigga, you dont want it, you aint on it like Im on it For that paper I smoke something Green light Nigga, its a go You already know for sure, my trey pound blow

Look ma we go together like throwbacks And airforce ones Im a gangsta Thats why i gotta carry 4 guns Used to be a good girl Now you my ride-or-die chick Thats why I copped a Bentley coupe Instead of buyin bricks In 96, used to do the homocide thing Now we in the win doin that Bonnie and Clyde thing And nigga, you cant play wit my yo-yo She keep a fo-fo and the H2 Sittin on low pros, whooaa And 50 know, she roll with 50 hoes And keep them sticky dro Right under em Vicky clothes Hit mail roles and shail toles And wife beatas, get Nike whifee She in love with addidas Ma, Im in love with Anina Chuck Taylors in that stash by that 7-45 beamer And the way you give back shots Like Venus and Serena Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin, oooh If ever you need someone to go to Someone that holds you Someone to be by yo side Baby if ever you need someone to talk to Someone to hold you Someone to be down to ride You can count on me Ill be there for you Girl you could count on me Ill be there for you Girl you can count on me Its game baby You know you can always count on me, ha ha Baby girl its ya touch That turn a frown into a smile Its somethin about how you make me feel when you around It could be when we tuck I suppose when you lettin me bite ya neck Foreplay just a red tonge all in your breasts Its playtime, dont rush we could get to the rest In the hood a new lexic fo wet sex Look I got plans to see the world girl And we could go together After spendin time together, we may go together Plus I got some extra paper, we could go together That means mo ice, mo meets, mo leatha Yo wishes yo dreams, to sit in Bentleys and lean Will all come true, theres nothin I wont do From the hood life to the good life Baby lets spur You listen to me, youll love me cuz im good with words 50 speak game like game Its not a game, im not playin Baby do ya hear what im sayin? If ever you need someone to go to Someone that holds you Someone to be by yo side Baby if ever you need someone to talk to Someone to hold you Someone to be down to ride You can count on me Ill be there for you Girl you could count on me Ill be there for you Girl you can count on me Its game baby You know you can always count on me, ha ha Yo holla at ya boy Come polly with ya boy Look ma, hop inside this Impala with ya boy So we could hit Beverly Hills Fly down the back streets Roof missin, Marc Jacob bag in the back seat You trina eat? we could do lunch at Mr. Chows You tryin to ride? thats in Compton with them pistols out Buyin birds, I got G-Unit niggas in Queens That they get to rock and roll like Bruce Springs thing Its Aftermath nigga Dre coachin the dream team 03, we gon shine without the bling bling A 100 gangstas, and a 100 hoes with us that wanna roll with us BET awards show with us Its Comptons bad boy Got my main bitch with me And she get them white bars out the park like Ken Griffy Signed to Dre, now bitches wanna get it in with me And they goin and cop my albums just to hear it from me If ever you need someone to go to Someone that holds you Someone to be by yo side Baby if ever you need someone to talk to Someone to hold you Someone to be down to ride You can count on me Ill be there for you Girl you could count on me Ill be there for you Girl you can count on me Its game baby You know you can always count on me, ha ha

Yeah, Id like to thank everybody, the haters, my fans Wow, I spent five years, man Three albums, thirty million copies Gotta love it, I really never thought Id be here First and foremost, Id like to thank God for making me special You know niggas wanna kill me, I stay in drama Say a prayer for me, homie, nah, pray for Obama Aint nothing changed, them rednecks got them .44 mags KKK mad, the confederate flags Black man in the office, you know theyre gon flip Like hand me my rifle when she thought she was going to shit Bet Bill OReilly call me pinhead for saying that shit Well, him and Oprah Winfrey both could suck on some dick They said I sniff coke, but I weight shit, man, I dont get high Said I slept with Tracey Heggins, that was a cool lie And steroids mustve made my money longer Mary vocals stronger, Timbaland beats harder Tyler write through the scripts, Wyclef make them hits If I knew I wasnt sure Id run and get some shit I wanna be hot like me, I wanna be on top like me Im trying to get guap like me, B It was funny how time flies, life turn to memories And I cant vote, too many felonies If I could, I wouldnt vote for Hillary Man, the bitch rule the world? Man, you kidding me Niggas tried to kill me on three different occasions I guess thats life when niggas just hatin Came a long way from slinging dope and that hard white And my neighbors dont speak, why? They all white And the homies dont speak cause Im rich now My life is Hermès, haze and Cristal And ménage à trois out in Moscow I got them Trojan Magnums and Lifestyle Wow, you know, I really didnt get a chance to prepare a speech You know, Id just like to say when you see perfection within me you see God, and when you see my imperfections you see me This was a great project, Al Pacino, Robert DeNiro John Leguizamo, Donnie Wahlberg, love you, guys, we got one You know Im feeling so Creflo You see, we all aint balling, but we blessed though My niggas, lets go Gotta give respect so you can get a check, hoe Aint like God e-mailing niggas no death notes Purple label tags, Cartiers, and all them designer bags Its something you might want, but not what you gotta have These kids want money, nigga, fuck a autograph How can you be mad when they just following your path? You look and you laugh while niggas eating out the trash But shit change fast, nigga, look at your ass The real niggas last, we all been through it I accept this award on behalf of the Unit Uh, I gotta be one of the top five black writers I ignore switch sider support from backbiters Now they telling me I cant say nigga, nigga please All I need is incredible trees and bigger keys I slide through the Ps, neck like Mr. Ts And its 99 degrees, but my wrist on freeze I risk it all for the lovely dough so my mother can go Where she aint got to hear shots, she shed enough teardrops I gotta thank God before I thank a soul For blessing me with the flow and the game to break a hoe I turn to a Transformer fore I turn on 50 I tote blicky and I burn on sticky, fuck with me Hello, mama, yeah, you watch the TV? You see me? Haha Yeah, they gave me the trophy, ha! I told you, I told you all I was gon do is keep you comfortable Ima call you back, Ima call you back You know, we still in the hood, the award show, alright, haha!

First I want to thank God, Momma Anna, Pops, and my grandparents, Marquise, G Money, Uncle Michael, Uncle Rook and Uncle Horace. My aunts Annie, Laurie and Geraldine. Sylvia, David, Bobby, Meeka, Keisha, Sahar, John My Shady/Aftermath/Interscope team: Eminem, Tracy McNew, Riggs Morales, Paul Rosenberg/Dr. Dre, Kirdis Postelle/Jimmy Iovine, Steve Berman, Step Johnson, Ravid Yosef, Les Scurry, Susan Hilderly, Todd Douglas, Don Robinson, Faithe, Yvette Gayle, Jennifer Zeller, Mike Cole, Andrew Ibea, Adam Favors, Troy Marshall, Garrett Williams, Garnett March and the urban staff, Nino Cuccinello and the crossover radio staff, Karen Rait and Brenda and the top 40 staff Randall Emmett and Dom at me Cheetah Vision Films company My book partner Robert The 50th Law Greene My G Unit family: Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo. Ky Miller and Sha Money My G Unit staff and the entire team at WWW.BOOBOOTV.COM AND WWW.THISIS50.COM

Now I dont get along with these niggas anyway man I wish a nigga... You niggas wont believe I got the shooters to your shot You think youre built for bumpin heads with me well nigga youre not Thisll be the last time I try to fucking warn you Next time your ass out of line, bitch Im on you Nigga that security you got aint getting paid Enough to take some bullets or that 6 6 blade You fucking hesitate you gonna need first aid My bladell turn a line man into a feather weight Who me? I wanna warn you motherfuckers aint seen nothing like me Still looking for a juxs and my wrist so icy I tell the homies these niggas is full, eat em They coming out the awards wearing their good clothes, need em Take it off, tell that sucker take it off They aint come up how we came up, man they niggas so soft Half man half dog man my niggas sense fear Brought em here in a Lear to take your Audemere Nigga round the clock non stop Niggas is hungry on my block Im from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and youre blown away I make it so hot nigga my Glock Seventeen clip filled up with nine shots Im from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and get blown away Dont get coffee with me pussy I told you before Its outlaw, lawless I fuck you up regardless Niggas say they be work in I wanna see what they saying Put that work in without a mans, bring me that nigga, chain him ATL BET we can AR in the park Make the parking lot sound like an Iraq war Feel the mood change when I step through the door Go head make me fuck you up thats what we came here for Gem star, carve you up nice Have so much fun I wanna do it twice Thats my bitch on the pole You tipping shes stripping Im known for tripping I just slapped the clip in 599 Ferrari state dipping Cash getting, brick flipping Straight clip in, good ghetto living Big better vision Bigger plans for a bigger bed to get in Nigga round the clock non stop Niggas is hungry on my block Im from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and youre blown away I make it so hot nigga my Glock Seventeen clip filled up with nine shots Im from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and get blown away Yeah, yall see me laying low, I got so much shit to say Im a play, we gonna spar from now to the fight You understand how this goes down right? You seen this movie before, this a rerun Fore what we call it? We call it Get Rich Or Die Trying Huh, did 12 million that time Nah nah nah, we call it the massacre We did 10 million that time What we gonna call it? Huh

50, check Vegas lights, linen Blow the dice, Roulette spinnin Hunnid grand Blackjack, pit bosses watchin me stack Then it started with a kiss, public form of affection Im high off of lovin, buggin, still thuggin Call her pimp and I pass around But when she come back around, she all mine, thats how we get down Crack the windows in the Bentley, man, the scent just tempt me You could smell it through the jar in the back of the car I like girls, she like girls too So its cool when she come through The ménage with my Mary Jane Two P.M., breakfast in bed I had a long night I was in Vegas at the Bellagio Had a sweet thing from a foreign place All in my brain, givin me fever Put it in, blow it out, body so illegal She was so phenomenal Give me a before you I only live once, Im livin how I wanna Money real good but money bringin more problems Goin through some things, be my Mary Jane Take my mind off the stress and the strain, ohh Dont want your inhibitions, celebrate the moment Roll you up, light you up, show you how I own it You my Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary Jane Look so sexy standin in the mirror Come a little closer, girl, I wanna play ya Clothes off your body, babe I wanna get high off your love tonight naughty, came to play you last night naughty, be that T in thug life Just let it rotate Tomorrow may never come and I know why I only live once, Im livin how I wanna Money real good but money bringin more problems Goin through some things, be my Mary Jane Take my mind off the stress and the strain, ohh Dont want your inhibitions, celebrate the moment Roll you up, light you up, show you how I own it Cause you my Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary Jane I-I-I know you love it when I push-push Girl, you that good kush You in my hand is better then two in a bush I love the feelin when youre inbetween my lips Youre gettin hot, please dont burn my fingertips I wanna taste you, girl, you got me gone But I gotta replace you as soon as you all gone But you know, shes to be the same Cause nobody get me high like my girl, Mary Jane My Mary Jane, ohh Make me feel so good when Im with you Youre my Mary Jane Ohh, said I only live for you I only live once, Im livin how I wanna Money real good but money bringin more problems Goin through some things, be my Mary Jane Take my mind off the stress and the strain Dont want your inhibitions, celebrate the moment Roll you up, light you up, show you how I own it Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary Jane I only live once, Im livin how I wanna Money real good but money bringin more problems Goin through some things, Mary Jane Mind off the stress and the strain Dont want your inhibitions, celebrate the moment Roll you up, light you up, show you how I own it Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary-Mary Jane

Make it hot, all I do is make it hot 50 Cent, I make it hot, Dev up in the spot Need to turn it up a notch On my waist, through my hair Think about it when you touch me there Close my eyes, here you are All alone dancing in the dark Tell me, baby, if its wrong To let my hands do what they want Late at night, I pretend we are Dance, dance, da-dance, dancing in the dark Break it down Give it to me, Im an addict, I got to have I want to see you shake it now You got me addicted, Im trying to kick it Theres a after party after the party in the bedroom at my house We can get to acting naughty, Ill explore your body Music playing with the lights out You wanna play? Lets play in the bedroom at my house We can get to acting naughty, Ill explore your body Music playing with the lights out On my waist, through my hair Think about it when you touch me there Close my eyes, here you are All alone dancing in the dark Tell me, baby, if its wrong To let my hands do what they want Late at night, I pretend we are Dancing in the dark Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la Dancing in the dark Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la Dancing in the dark Can you work on me? Open my body up and do some surgery Now that you got me up, I wanna taste it, taste it And see those pocket aces Wanna see who you are Got a sex drive, its push to start Got a sex drive, its push to start Push, push, push, push to start Push, push, push, push to start I got a sex drive, its push to start On my waist, through my hair Think about it when you touch me there Close my eyes, here you are All alone dancing in the dark Tell me, baby, if its wrong To let my hands do what they want Late at night, I pretend we are Dancing in the dark Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la (50 Cent, Ill make it hot, Dev up in the spot You need to turn it up a notch) Tell me, baby, if its wrong Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la (Turn it up, turn it up a notch You need to turn it up a notch, turn it up a notch) To let my hands do what they want Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la (Turn it up, turn it up a notch You need to turn it up a notch) Dancing in the dark Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la Dancing in the dark Ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la Dancing in the dark

50 cent, uh Llod banks, uh Young Buck, uh Game Nigga~ G-Unit Haha its easy man, its easy man Ay yo I switch my hustle, no more dice games dillemas you see blood In the snow after the shots in december Niggas is broke thats why they stay ice grillin Im in the aspens laughin snow mobilin With a beautiful bitch she chocolate athletic Ass poke out like serena asks banks he seen her Plus she hood she aint hollywood remind me of trina Ds come shorti even down to hold down a nena G stand for gangsta unit stand for you niggas in trouble Better lock and load on the double Im so sorry Niggas all fucked up they aint gettin money in the hood Im So Sorry I lied to ya say I let you hold something homey if I could Im so sorry You know I could but I dont wanna help you out nigga Im so sorry Im in that 6, 7 glass house In and out of lanes Murder on my mind Old english runnin through my veins I think about easy and it eases my pain I drink a 40 ounce g unit soakin in the rain I came into this world both feet in the dirt No purple label no button up shirt No harm intended no subliminal disses But hard facts seperate the men from the bitches I would popped your ass if I thought you was worthy Lookin like boy george in that larry bird jersey Buck pass the dutch Im blowin that bob marley Hop off the G-4 lets have a boston tech party G-Unit Im so sorry You niggas dont sound that good when you step in the booth Im So sorry Nigga that it hurt but god dammit you kno its da truth Im So Sorry You see me do good its makin your punk ass sick Im so sorry That I aint got room for all you niggas on my dick Im so Sorry Yeah A snap of a finger will make you guys cripple I came up with this on the shitta, nigga I handle bars like a bicycle Stars make your eyes trickle As stiff as an icecycle The muffalas the sounds of land thats why I whistle Fire your stylists you know dats wrong For letting you put that foot locker noback on Around here niggas get shot for performin that song And hoes cut they eyebrows off and draw them back on They try to merk me yo Thats why 50 bought me a trey pound with a nose longer then pinnchio Pop shit I stroke your s And soon as her mouth open up what? Same color as coconut Im so Sorry You aint from compton you aint gotta flow like game Im so sorry You aint lloyd banks mixtape artist of the year man Im so sorry You aint young buck you dont let the gun buck son you butt Im so sorry You get outta line Ill personally come fuck you up We dont chase no hoes We dream about it while we make the dough Ill have a hundred fuckin hatiains come and cut your throat I still touch the dough Niggas my ears to the street I got niggas from your own hood workin for me You got ya hand out Cant even bail your man out Real know real cuz the bitch niggas stand out Nobody gonna miss you when the dessert eagle hits you Just do like pac said pour out a little liquor Picture gettin your chest blown open and no one there to save ya You momma gotta wake up makin funeral arrangements You kno who to play with and we aint the ones This G-unit shit is deeper than a prick in your thumb motha fuckas Yeah I wanna take the time out to apologize to all yall niggas That put out records this year and didnt sell no records Im so sorry Hahaha oh man I dont even know how to explain it pimp you cant get dat money when Im around haha I dont say shit all I did was swith my hustle muhfucka

Hot 97. Blazing hip hop and R&B. You now tuned into G-Unit radio. 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo Its like everywhere I look and everywhere I go Im hearing motherfuckers trying to steal my flow But it aint no thing because my nigga Yayo Put me up on game when I came through the door Its like this and like that and like this and uh Its like that and like this and like that and uh Its like this and like that and like this and uh Its like this and like that and like this I got these groupies backstage trying to rip my dick off In Chanel panties and Gucci lipgloss Our shows and videos be the wildest Wake up, get dressed, fuck the clothes stylist Now my navigation system pointing arrows to your house Got me in the hood with my nuts in your mouth Big truck series, you heard Funk Flex Since the whip spacious we can have rough sex Now bitches give me head while my rims keep spinning Cause the truck be the size of their project kitchens Im a hustler, hand to hand I turn fourteen grams into fourteen lands I play Italian restaurants, Pedros in the palms Cause my number one fiend is into stocks and bonds Yo, my hand is full of ink spots, writing with my pen Got my ass in a mink spot, about to blow ten Man, these bitches aint shit but hoes and tricks I tell them lick on the nuts and suck the dick Then get the fuck out if that aint done Tell Banks to hurry up bringing that X1 And that X1, man, that X1 Look, its time to make the transition from a pad to a palace Im the same, old G with a jaw like Morales As long as it get movies its on and the jacuzzi is warm She stripping down like the Uzi was drawn You know, snapping out of Louie Vuitton Her man knew he perform and get me evicted and do me a porn I hear this every day, Banks, dont treat me like the next bitch And by the way, how many other girls you having sex with? Look, you like the Neptunes, this different teams We both move around with clips and they spit sixteen I be damned if I trick one dollar, but if the chick come holla And got paper Ima get some out of her Im high every hour like California light-green steamer Am I hot, nigga, that Ike beat Tina? Icea cream Beamer Youre upset cause I say everything you dont say Nigga, you aint smoking hydro, youre smoking roach spray Its like this and like that and like this and uh Its like that and like this and like that and uh Its like this and like that and like this and uh Its like this and like that and like this You heard my nigga. Yall smoking roach spray, man. We on a first class flight to Barcelona, man. 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Shady, Aftermath, G-Unit

Q: How much can you bench press? A: The most was 405 but i started looking like the security lol i had to slim down Q: What was your favourite TV show as a kid? A: The benny hill show. he was an idiot. really funny And dukes of hazzard cause of the girl with the short shorts Q: Does everyone sing go shorty, its your birthday on your birthday like my friends have done to me every year since you released In Da Club in 2003 :D A: They do sing it to me. every day is someones birthday that song wont go away Q: Iggy azaleas booty real or no?!!! A: Next time i see her ima squeeze it and find out for you ok. I will report back to you shortly lol Q: 2 quarters or 5 dimes? A: 2 quarters keep it simple Q: Whats your favourite video game? A: Blood on the Sand. i dont think it has anything to do with me being in it. also NBA Live 2014 Q: Biggest regret of your career? How long are you planning to make music? A: Ill prolly make music longer than im suppose to. like a fighter who doesnt know when to retire lol i just love doing it Q: Fif what is Power about and why should I watch it? A: You should watch it because I say watch it. Ill never steer you wrong Q: Hey man, what made you want to accept Bitcoin payment for your new album? A: Stay with times. technology is whats changing the business gotta get with it. I take money no matter if its coins or dollars Q: Hey 50, just a couple questions - From the recent G-Unit reunion are there any chances of The Game being involved? Also what was it like to preform with -everyone again? - Hows the relationship with Em, any new projects you guys are working on? - Youve always been very business minded in your career is there any advice you would give someone who wants to start their own brand or company? A: - not a chance. feels good to be back on stage with them again. couple of them gotta get in shape again they get tired lol - I am gonna go to his show see him soon in london - because of the internet do it independently. you have access to things we didnt. i had to hustle bootlegers. chief keef is in his grandma living room doing it Q: I want to get rich but I have reservations about dying, what should I do? Also whats your favorite most expensive food/least expensive food? A: Focus on gettin rich you gonna die anyway. lets live good. thats what Animal ambition is about, prosperity Philippe chow, the shit is expensive for no reason Q: Yo $0.50 . . . what happened on that pitch? A: I have a skeletal muscle injury on my left shoulder from excessive masturbation so take it easy lol Q: Your album, Get Rich or Die Tryin was the first cd I can remember buying with my own money. Still is one of my favorite all time CDs. My question is about your tattoo removal. Were there any tattoos you knew you were going to miss? Is tattoo removal really as painful as people say it is? Is it more like a scar now or is it a clean removal? Thanks for doing this AMA A: Tattoo removal is extremely painful. i do not advise it. its like signing up to be burnt Topical cream docs give you dont work lol Q: Hey Mr. Jackson, what is your favorite sushi roll? A: California roll. im a fake sushi eater lol its all vegetables. the only thing i would eat raw is a woman lol anything else is a no go Q: Does it go my chrome cost more than the crib yo momma raised you in? or is it my cross cost more...? A: My cross Q: How exactly do you party on your birthday? A: I do it BIG! this one will have a fight live on ESPN, have special guest performances, a pool party then another party, then again a party then a firework a BBQ Ima live broadcast all that on my hang with Q: When u made Get Rich or Die Tryin, did u think at the time it would have the impact that it does today? A: No i didnt. I was praying for it do to well. It surpassed my expectations. I hope animal ambition does the same Q: What has been the nicest car youve owned? A: The 100 EX rolls royce Q: Hey Mr. Cent I need to know if there is any truth behind Azizs Grapefruit story. Can you shed some light on that? A: My grandma used to get me grapefruit juice as a kid. hes a comedian. Ima have his ass whoop if he keeps saying that lol Q: Whats your favorite brand of Root beer? A: I dont drink root beer unless its the only cold can available. i drink ginger ale Q: Hey 50, what would you say is your favorite book and why? Thanks A: The 50th law. because you cant be afraid of bein successful you gotta have enough in you to be as successful as you want to be Q: Yo 50! do you still have the slowbuck chain from SummerJam? Also, i think Animal Ambition is your best work since Massacre. really good job with that. thanks for being 50 A: I dont know why people keep talking about this. i was busy performing. it was so many people on stage lol Q: Thanks for doing this! Whats the first thing you bought after you made it big? A: My grandmother a car. it was important to me because she took care of me when i couldnt take care of myself

Yeah! G-Unit man! 50 Cent man! What? Uh-huh! Yeah! Yo! {Whooooo! Whoooooo! } When the street lights go on - the wolves come out Stick-up kids they know the kid - cause I been with them out Niggas eyeball my shines, I cant stand it With my little 5 shot three eighty that keep jamming. {DAMN! } Nigga I got a felonies, I aint no rat You play me close fool - and you gonna get clapped. I feel chills up my spine when the Ds look back Cause Im dirty, got a blunt and half a pack and my Gat! {Whoo Kidd! } Frankie aint pumpin shit. - Till Lance come back home Its 4 niggas in that clique, Lance they backbone They pussy but if homes say: Shoot! They start shooting But now they at homes wake - and they deep in it recruiting. {DAMN! } Pop already had the block, they said: Fuck him! Put niggas in the huddle - gave em simple instructions Said - Operation: Shut-down, the block, 12 oclock Yall niggas pull to that strip and let off like thirty shots. {Whoooooo! } To make it hot! - Niggas shot Charlie in the leg But he broke and always beggin shouldve shot him in the head. {DAMN! } This cat bustin bustas, he runnin Made it to that building Elevator 4th floor He pulled knocked on the door. {SHADYVILLE! } Papi let me in, Im shot! Niggas wildin on the block. Son Im hit, no bullshit! Oh, shit nigga what the fuck happened? Nigga pulled through in the black hooptie and start clappin! Come in! Come in! - Im on some hood shit Just try not to bleed on my my mamas good shit. - DAMN!

Grrrrrrrrrr! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Papi nos vamos pa’ la calle Así soy Un hood-boy Con sangre de cowboy El día es hoy Pa la calle voy Wohh ohh oh Ill have your nigga in an ambulance telling you hold on The choir in your funeral singing you so long The top shotta that rock product the block gotta Then pop hollows then pop bottles the whole spot up The mo paper the mo strength we gon get it The fo fifth come with the amp we aint missing Im back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip Catch you with your bitch throw a song to her dude this is G-unit, fuck your click Like syphillis bitch you stuck with this Imma loyal nigga, nigga, die behind mine Even if 50 drop me I still wouldnt sign You done lost ya mind, bumped ya head Try to stop my shine but I got bread And I aint got time, to hear what they said When I catch them cowards Im a buss they head I done told you boy Im a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a riiida I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fiiiya I aint tryin to hear shit Im supposed to be rich Mufucka get in the way of my bread Then Im gon load my shit then cock my shit Nigga trip Ill come for your head Pera papi voy a entrar Shh shh...ba! Tol mundo pal piso El que se mueva lo paralizo El capitán es preciso Todo el género quieren tumbarme el guiso Pero nadie la liga hizo Con el tiempo yo los piso Abran paso a la leyenda viviente El capitan matatan Que mata desde el sobreviviente Y se calienta el ambiente Doble U! Yandel! Y la calle se prende Así soy Un hood-boy Con sangre de cowboy El día es hoy Pa la calle voy Wohh ohh oh Im comin out of south-side, you know Im raw Big ass check, they show our score Pull the dough out, and roll out, the kreamizore Fo fo out, I know bout, the keys of war Im hot- five hundred degrees or more My do block a m-16 or more Im in the store copin shit you aint seen before Black card swipe, we galore I said these niggas stop talking then start worrying The feds keep coming the money we burrying Im in a mean loft, Im in the cream porsche I let that thing off, then turn to t-wolf I drive a space ship, nigga 2008 shit Hermaide kicks on I stay in some ape shit Niggas on some ape shit, they all get hit Got the russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip I done told you boy Im a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a riiida I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fiiiya I aint tryin to hear shit Im supposed to be rich Mufucka get in the way of my bread Then Im gon load my shit then cock my shit Nigga trip Ill come for your head Así soy Un hood-boy Con sangre de cowboy El día es hoy Pa la calle voy Wohh ohh oh

I cant take this anymore I cant take this anymore I tried your way, baby I tried your way, baby But it just aint working out for me It just aint working out for me So many times you said that you would change But just when I think you had You go back to the same old games I wish I never gave you a second chance Cause I was just wasting my time Cause you dont know how to be a real true man I told you I was lonely Told you what I needed But you aint wanna hear it So, I had to do what was best for me And thats let you and your trifling self go I told you what I wanted And everything you had to do to make the situation go good But obviously you wasnt listening Or maybe I asked you to do way more than you could I cant take this anymore I cant take this anymore I tried your way, baby I tried your way, baby But it just aint working out for me It just aint working out for me You constantly calling me Trying to get back But whats crazy to me is when you had me You aint know how to act Got all the right things to say now But youre a day late and a dollar or two short Shouldve thought about that when I was around I told you I was lonely Told you what I needed But you aint wanna hear it So, I had to do what was best for me And thats let you and your trifling self go I told you what I wanted And everything you had to do to make the situation go good But obviously you wasnt listening Or maybe I asked you to do way more than you could I cant take this anymore I cant take this anymore I tried your way, baby I tried your way, baby But it just aint working out for me It just aint working out for me

Now that Im back, you hear more hits Records aint sellin; download this Look at my neck; look at my wrist The world is my pussy; life is my bitch Make money, money Take money, money, money My shoes are made You Bathin Ape money, money Im out-of-state, getting great big money, money In the projects, getting late-night money, money Freeze! Now all the ladies report to the dance floor And make sure homie got a bottle Pass it, pass, pass the patron Shorty thick; I can tell from the front Pass it, pass, pass the patron Pass it, pass, pass the patron Pass it, pass, pass the patron Shorty thick; I can tell from the front Pass it, pass, pass the patron Pass it, pass, pass the patron Bring it back; bring it back Shorty face aight, but her ass real fat Blow a stack; blow a stack More bottles of rosé; she like, Whats that? Im a baller, shot caller Bumblebee Camaro; I can transform ya First night, damn right, Im a spoil her Take her to the Ritz cause her projects is smaller If you getting money put your bottles high up in here Yeah! God damn, Red bottoms on my feet look like velvet cake Im straight; I look like an I hit the strip club and pull 10 out the safe Niggas hate; bitches hate But they aint got no money, so we cant relate Make it shake; ma, make it shake Now its off in my Porsche with the temporary plates Shout to all the bad chicks with they hair done They nails done, buyin they own bottle

From NY to Compton real respect real One hand on the wheel, one hand on the steel Roll that, pass that, cock that, blast that Flip that, flash that, Im always where the cash at Thats why Im in a nigga crib screaming where the stash at Nigga come up with the chips and get hit This is that beretta bounce, that full clip sound That six shot revolver dance, now spin around Anyday gunplay, friday, monday Strawberry sunday ll light up your Hyundai Your hoopty hit up, you aint dead get up Nigga, one to the git-ut, ll hurt more than your sit ups Its nasty its foul right, this is what my style like Bang Bang, G-Units the gang, man I reload and unload, I explode On the track Im more addicting than crack, better yet to smack Ill take you higher and higher 50 is fire, word to Maniyah This is just the beginning, Im not done winning Pray the lord keep me from sinning, the shit that I been in Got me ready to squeeze and breeze, fuck the ds Niggas spit bars, but they not like these This is that porsche carrera Ferrari F-50 flow The type shit that bring flocks of hoes Can you feel it, I make you feel it Ill have the hood in a frenzie on some real shit You rocking with the don dada, the blood clot charters Follow orders, they treat me like I walk on water Im the tapdance king when I come to the bricks I get to steppin in the name of love and shit Trust me, this is not what they expected The kid back around to wreck shit Niggas reline em, the wolves ll find em, the jewels ll blind em The unit be shining like no other motherfucker Its dirty Ya know we couldnt find an instrumental, so we still had to do What we had to do, you know Its 50 nigga, ya supposed to like it if i say you supposed to Like it Yayo, its filthy round here man, it smells like prostitution HAHAHA, Its going down man all my block niggas, my far rock niggas My Southside niggas, Supton, Linden, Bazeley, 40 projects Every projects You know how we do it man HAHAHA, theres nobody better, niggas know that Come on man, I rap til the motherfuckin beat gone man Niggas is smoking if they think they can fuck with me

I return, stronger than ever I get to creepin and to crawlin, shell cases get to fallin Now we can hit them with the clipper wicked 38 revolver Then niggas understand what Im sayin when Im sayin Im all in So if you fuck em with the police you niggers better call Dial 911, tell them I got a gun I come through, put that pressure on them Wear that Smith & Wesson on them Damn it I came I cop, you finna go see a lot Six shot body rock and they drop burning hot Bleed nigga bleed till you start feeling cold You know you niggers really dont serve a purpose Less unless you learn to follow all these then become workers If you ask me youre just taking up space I wont hesitate to smack fire out your face I get to creepin and to crawlin, shell cases get to fallin Now we can hit them with the clipper wicked 38 revolver Then niggas understand what Im sayin when Im sayin Im all in So if you fuck em with the police you niggers better call Dial 911, tell them I got a gun I dont give a fuck, Im also stuck Hide in a burf, 50 put they in work I cut clean through your face, see your teeth through your cheek Seconds before you start to leak all over the street Nigga your people is pussy I mean your homies is stun Its a good time to run before I get to my gun I hit the ashes that you see them I strip hop and the dash Hit the corner out the window, boy I pop at your ass I get to creepin and to crawlin, shell cases get to fallin Now we can hit them with the clipper wicked 38 revolver Then niggas understand what Im sayin when Im sayin Im all in So if you fuck em with the police you niggers better call Dial 911, tell them I got a gun 50 till its nothing left Ima keep going till theres nothing left Call this 13 out of 13 motherfuckers, hahaha Im just playing with you niggas man When y´ll all hear what I got, oh my god, hahahaha I can feel it, the earthquake is coming Tsunami, damn GGGG-Unit

Uhh, yeah 50, part 2 She so sophisticated I think she underrated She happy that I made it From the US back to the UK Shes-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl She-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl She-shes suck me til I came then she suck me more She sucked me with a condom then she suck me raw She a freak, my-my London, girl Its not another bitch like her in the whole wide world Hey, Tony I think Im in love This bitch licked all over my ass-crack From the window she went to the wall From the tip of the dick to the ball I mean the freakiest shit, she do it all Went from RedTube, Tube8 then YouPorn I told her Lil Kim said it: Take it in the butt! Im done, she did it, shes a bad ass, what? Shes-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl She-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl Shes-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl She-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl I left her on my bed, she was masturbating She told me give it to her, quit procrastinating Shes just like me, this is fascinating Shes a freak, Im a freak, isnt this unique? Well be fucking for an hour I cuff her to the bed, Im not a cop Im an outlaw, Billy The Kid Roleplay all day Staircase, hallway, rooftop S-E-X non-stop See the scenery, same position My ghetto Kama Sutras ill, now listen She flexible, I make her do yoga Twice a day Im bending her over Shes-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl She-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl Shes-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl She-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl I just came from the USA Now Im back in the UK I just came from the USA But now Im back in the UK She-shes my London girl She-shes my London girl My-my-my London girl

Well easy, well ya done know so we make it on a cheesy Sean-a-peesy, the girls are over breezy Longside the 50 Cent, yo Now some bwoy like dem take to the extent, yo Some bwoy fi check it, Jerk off & madness and them no make it Madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it Time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it But some likkle youth dem dont get it Some bwoy fi check it, Jerk off & madness and them no make it Madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it Time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it 50 Cent, Sean da Paul, dem a tell dem who fi check it They said they ready, but I know for sure they not ready Go against the grain if you sure you gon get it Four-fifth pop, you drop, get deaded Flee the crime scene, nahmean? I forget it When real rude boys pop up they dont want credit If niggas know you did it then police know you did it Whenever drama come a real soldier dont set it If its beef, dead it, big money, bet it In your brain, Ill embed it Dont fuck with 50 or Sean Paul I got 50 soldiers on call ready to brawl Gangsta, semi-autos, I spray at targets To niggas that dont know, well, we finished the cartridge, yeah If you cheek it deeply you gonna see Nuff a them a rule bad man but they wanna be See all them front up inna the club them a look upon me But them grow empty, no artileries yo Positive ,negative and dem cyah hold them stress Live get tripe and them a run up inna a mess When tings pop off some of them gonna get decked And them haffi know them cyah hold the flex Send dem fi check it Jerk off & madness and them no make it Madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it Time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it 50 Cent, him a tell dem fi check it Lets get money, niggas like my style, Im chipped up Still I wont hesitate to shoot your whip up Gully, I got guns, chromes and black ones Snub noses, long joints, you might want to pack one With all the bullshit going on in the hood You need to be holding to something, shit is one in the hood Get your ass beat up, stabbed, then shot up Niggasll tear your fucking block up over some product Send dem fi check it Jerk off & madness and them no make it Madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it Time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it 50 Cent, him a tell dem fi check it, yo

Baby, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Baby, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay, baby? Too much Merlot, too much Rose, too much Hennessey Too much champagne, she twist it, she fuckin with me Baby, is it okay if I stay a while and we play around? Baby, is it okay If I unbutton your pants and pull your panties down? Baby, is it okay if I open your blouse and unbuckle your bra? Baby, is it okay if we get it poppin right here where we are? Annie, is it okay? Are you okay? Is it okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? Is it okay? Dont it feel good, baby? Too much Merlot, too much Rose, too much Hennessey Too much Champagne, she twist it, she fuckin with me Baby, is it okay if we leave the club and shawty come with us? Baby, is it okay if I sit and watch you go one on one? Baby, is it okay if I turn in and make you feel good, baby? Baby, is it okay If we leave the lights on, but I lay my stroke down crazy? Baby, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay,-kay? Tell me, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay-kay? Too much Merlot, too much Rose, too much Hennessey Too much champagne, she twist it, she fuckin with me Annie, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay,-kay? Baby, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay-kay? Tell me, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay, kay? Annie, are you okay? Are you okay-kay? Okay-kay? Too much Merlot, too much Rose, too much Hennessey Too much champagne, she twist it, she fuckin with me

Hadi, hadi, hadi, hadi Hadi, hadi, hadi kizim Bu senin dogum gunun Dogum gununmus gibi parti yapacagiz Dogum gununmus gibi Bacardi yudumlayacaz Ve bilirsin dogum gunun olup olmamisi sikimizde degil Beni kulupte bulabilirsin, sampanya sisesiyle Bak bende ekstazi var, eger hap almak istiyorsan Ben sex yapmak istiyorum, cinsel iliskiye girmek degil Bu yuzden gel saril bana eger oksanmak istiyorsan Ön tarafa park ettigimde, 20 inclik tekerlerin uzerinde Benz gorursun 20 kisiyle birden gezdigimde bil ki, 20 bicak vardir kulupte Zenciler Dre ile sikistigimi duymus, simdi sevgi gostermek istiyorlar bana Eminem gibi sattiginda, ve orospular sikismek istiyor Ama dostum hic bir sey degismez agir ol, G ler yukari Xzbiti Cuttda gordum o zenci otu sarmisti Eger nasil hareket ettigimi izlersen beni bir oyuncu veya pezevenkle karistirabilirsin Bir kac mermiyle vuruldum ama topallayarak yurumuyorum Mahallede kizlar 50 sen cok ateslisin diyor Beni seviyorlar, beni Paci sevdikleri gibi sevmelerini istiyorum Ama merhaba New Yorktakiler zenciler sana kacik oldugumu soylerler Ve planim rap oyununda söz sahibi olmak Odaklanmis hissediyorum adamim, param aklimda Anlasmamdan milyon kazandim ve hala it gibi calisiyorum Simdi kizim dedi ki sitilimi ve akisimi hissediyormus Onun kiz arkadasi biseksuel iliski istiyor ve gitmeye hazirlar Akisim, şovum bana parayi getirdi Bu tüm fantezi seylerimi aldi Evim, arabalarim, havuzlarim, mucevherlerim Bak zenci yukseldim ve degismedim Ve sen onu sevmelisin, nefret ettiginden cok daha fazla Zenci kizdin mi sen? Basardigim icin mutlu olacagini dusunmustum Ben bardaki o zenciyim guzel hayata kadeh kaldiran Sen zenci ibne beni geri cekmeye mi calisiyosun oyle mi? Esrarim kulupte calmaya basladiginda, olayim baslar Orospuna goz kirptim, eger gulerse isi bitti Eger cati yanarsa, siktir et yansin Para hakkinda konusuyosan dostum, beni ilgilendirmez Sana Banksin bana ne dedigini soyleyecegim cunku devam et sitili degistir Eger zenciler nefret ediyorlarsa birak etsinler Paranin artisini izle Ya da bir bardak ickiyle yukari geliriz Ne bokumda oldugumuzu biliyorsun Sende nerde oldugumuzu bilmiyormus gibi davranmaya calisma Her zaman kulupteyiz zenci, parti kopmak uzere G- Unit

The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Heh-heh, yo, yo, yo The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Some work a nine to five to make money Some cock that, aim, that take money How To Rob was an warning not a joke Cause niggas in the hood is really tired of being broke These cats quick to splurge on luxurious things And when we come through they tuck chains and turn their rings Diamonds, you bought that? They gon take that Im chillin on the corner With a dollar in my pocket The deed go bye-bye cause my mans watchin Shit is hard in the ghetto But we still get by Every day I see the same ol problems But it seems like were never gonna solve them But I know if we keep on marching One day we will find Im tired of being broke Being locked down aint no joke Will anyone make a change? Why must we live this way? Im tired of being broke Being locked down aint no joke Why must we live this way? Im livin in a world where they aint no windows And when youre rich it seem so simple Kind of hard for you to understand struggle But this is my life, ha And I know one day were gonna change it Let the game blow it up and rearrange it Till then we do whatever we can In the end its a brand new life that we living in Repeat 1 Uh-huh come on Dont nobody smile when I come through But they say Im a funny cat I lose shooting dice Pull out take my money back Fifty aint the type to be runnin his mouth Uh-huh, Fifty run with dem kids thatll run in your house If these rappers were killers I wouldve been dead But they all aim at my legs instead of my head Im giving out ass whoopins while youre givin out hugs I figured out niggas respect fear more than love Repeat 1 I said you dont know Like I know, oh I said you dont know Like the Product no, oh I said you dont know Like my fellas no I said you dont know what it feels like to be broke East Coast, West Coast Up North, the Dirty South This goes out to all my thugs Worldwide I see the struggle Try and stay alive, ya heard? One love, yeah one love, yo

They wanna see me Bleeding When the Times get harder I Grind harder From the Bottom soles of my feet They wanna see me Bleeding My Bloods always thicker than water Even tho,the waters run deep They wanna see me bleeding Through tha Pain,l just grit my teeth Through the flames I just take on the heat Through my vains runs the heart of the street Aint nothing change I’m a stay on my G`s So what they want from me? They wanna see me bleeding How did I get in here, life is a livin hell The walls are closing in it feels Like im trapt in prision cell They pray for me to fail But in my face they wish me well But still I persevere Deal with hand I was dealt They neva gave me nothing every thing I got myself So they cant tell me nothing Still they all in my grill Try to claim that they real Try to tell me they love me But noone was ever there They wanna see me bleeding I never been scared There aint nothing I fear Look in my eyes and u can see the soul of a man They just dont understand I walk with my gun in my hand I bust up in the air Give niggas a runnin chance A soldier in the trinchez A wreisel in the fire See im that young nigga OGs hate to admire Its the hate that inspires My love for getting rich and ima die tryin They wanna see me Bleeding When Times get harder I Grind harder From the Bottom souls of my feet They wanna see me Bleeding My Bloods always thicker than water Even tho,the waters run deep They wanna see me bleeding Through tha Pain,i just grit my teeth Through the flames I just take on the heat Through my vains runs the heart of the street Aint nothing changed I’m a stay on my G`s So what they want from me? They wanna see me bleeding Man im ready to ride Why they want me to die They wanna live my life I can see the hate in they eyes Somebody tell me why When I look in the sky He dont ever look down I guess that he dont hear my cries Please show me a sign That I got enough time To get outta the grind A gettin in the shine I’m tryn to hold it down But I aint worried man,what goes around comes around They wanna see me Bleeding My backs against the wall Niggas is all talk come on talk no bite niggas is all bark Im the light in the dark I ignite like a spark The pimpin in me will never die Preach what mama told ya Go an get what u want and remember the south cause u never know where u goin if You dont know where ur from So I lifted the trunk and chunked the deuce sideways break them boys off They wanna see me Bleeding When Times get harder I Grind harder From the Bottom souls of my feet They wanna see me Bleeding My Bloods always thicker than water Even tho,the waters run deep They wanna see me bleeding Through tha Pain,i just grit my teeth Through the flames I just take on the heat Through my vains runs the heart of the street Aint nothing changed I’ma stay on my G`s So what they want from me? They wanna see me bleeding Nanananananaaaaaaa They wanna see me bleeding Nanananananaaaaaaa They Wanna see me bleeding Nanananananaaaaaaaa Evrything aint what it seems Take a look at wat I see One eye on the prize the other on my enemies They wanna see me Bleeding When Times get harder I Grind harder From the Bottom souls of my feet They wanna see me Bleeding My Bloods always thicker than water Even tho,the waters run deep They wanna see me bleeding Through tha Pain,i just grit my teeth Through the flames I just take on the heat Through my vains runs the heart of the street Aint nothing change I’m a stay on my G`s So what they want from me? They wanna see me bleeding

Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way For you have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way Finna have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga when I say move Empires, cash cows revenues Bugatti, one stripe like Pepe Le Pew I go to church and I kneel on the pew And ask God for forgiveness when the mobs come through I hit the club and throw my set up, In Hermes From my toes to my neck up Hoes wanna check us 10 bottles and VIP, 10 models and its all on me, yeah We move like hyenas on death fetus You get victimized tryina throw the dick, be Switch to foreign cars, jumped in the hoopty Cause last week niggas tried to shoot me Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way For you have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way Finna have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga when I say move You know Im hood so I stay with the retched Got an itchy trigger finger, dont make me scratch it Yeah, I run the game, watch them niggas go and blast it Be a home runner, a duck like Daffy No lights, no cameras, all action No bags, no luggage, but we packing Your life, your air, gonna grasp it Too late, tore your face, goes casket Notice, get it tested, drum under the cake like a picnic basket Turn wives to widows, sons to bastards, we call that magic Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way Finna have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way Finna have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga when I say move Never under pressure, in a turmoil Rushing mob, extort heads, pressing for they oil I spray rockets out my space craft They hit you blindside, homie holding this The lil homie shooting over eye patch The mind, 45s leave a nigga dead See, its a cold world were living in Stomping on my life like they Timberlands Four door, 650 pipe in the sentiment with my woman friend The stash pop out, the strap clip extend 30 shots out the handgun, close on a point blank so a nigga cant run Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way Finna have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way Finna have me in my hoopty, loading my AK Nigga move when the chopper spray Cause these shells will hit you from a block away Nigga when I say move

Yea! A-Team Nigga, 50 Cent.. We got them semi automatics And we got them revolvers We them niggas you should get at If you got a problem When them hollow tips hit em Man that should solve em We got the lugers with rugers and M1s and they all for sale That 9mm, got that 10mm And that little duece duece Got that new trey pound, And that old four pound You can use once or twice When it comes to the beef, I been a vet Got an AK, SKs and the InterTech If your into vests, I got hollows for the pistol Official, That rip through your skin and flesh We the wrong men to test, I got a gun Dont try to run when you see the long Amiff n Wess Cause you dont wanna see me hyper I keep the pump in the trunk like the DC sniper And its next to the dusty crate With the lugers and rugers and the rusty Eigth And most of the custies hate Cause I got so many guns, they think I must be Jake Im tryna get dough, everybody get low Cause I still wont hessitate to let the Tech blow Your whole team is petrol Cause everybody know we stay strapped like cocaine and Freddro When you see me burn rubber I put the 45 to your jersey like Jordan returning I got a 50 cal, once you start dumping its over I Mac 90, take dump in the trunk of the Novas Its about time you becoming a soldier With a couple Nines and a fresh box Youll be slumping em over Plus I got a couple things in the duffle bag Like a couple Mags, and a snubb nose Glock with the rubber grasp And I got a good deal for a hundred cash You could get a tough pair of gloves and a leather mask Got a Glock 17, its kinda beat up But it works all it needs is a better beam And if you get your cream, I could shoot to my cousins house Get a nice peace you aint never seen I got a vest for your body, An M16, SK, O-Tech and a Shotty Whatever niggas need I got it From knives to guns, teflon torpedo rockets I know a bunch of killers, And after Ran serveem a gun Them niggas catch bodies like Bruce Willis Infrared on your head, Aint no sense in you running It hit your leg and your head and you aint see me coming Niggas never know how to act Till you run up on em in the street with the gat Click Blaow! Old rats Switched to the lobby, lead in your lungs Theres rugers left and a shotty and the head of your son The bigger the size, the better the gun Something like Jessy the body was spitting in Predator 1 And for the most case, all your tools fake I keep a bald desert eagle like Ghostface Who get the most cake, point em out to me now The 4-5th will make him float in a close lake Its a closed case, so dont tempt me to flip For I empty the clip in your whole face I leave no trace, just a couple of Techs A chrome Nine, I could scuffle my sweats So cut me a check, If you dont really want me to stress Or get left under your car like Chuckie in Fresh Yooo... 2003, we invading the streets Aint shit you can do without us... Ha ha ha ha

We make radio hits out here man! Put yo motherfuckin hands up for me one time, yo! Yeah! G-Unit in the motherfuckin house! I said I do this shit, right? And you gon like this, right? Eybody hands up mothafucka! HANDS UUUUUUUP! 50 Cent Banks, Buck, G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! 50 CENT! G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! LLOYD... BANKS! Lloyd Banks 50 Cent, Buck + Put carpet burns on these rats for several days Till they need bandages on they knees like PAT HUEINGS LEGS! Im always with the biscuit COME ON! The only way I get blue balls is if a bitch HAD BLUE LIPSTICK! You broke rob more blocks COME ON! Cause you aint got to know how to break dance - to wind up on a cardboard BOX! Im Guccied down to my ! - Groupies houndin the ! We perform at Whoooooooooooooo - keep groopies around for the ! Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! Shell be down for my watch YEAH! - I aint generous or courteous YEAH! Im runnin from a - Nigga you thirty-SIX! You dont want it with the kid at all AAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL! Same shit bigger bathroom my niggas ! WHAAAT? When we come after you it aint no gray shots CMON! The SIG will leave a hole in ya chest bigger than ! You pussy!YEAH! - You wouldnt even pop the smallest chip Cause on the inside you softer than a mozzarella STICK! Banks + 50 Cent & Buck, G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! COME ON! G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the house! YEAH! GGG-GGG- Whooooooooo! Im the leader of the new school now - I got a .44 Bulldog, Ill tear your BITCH ASS UUUUUUP! I pop off nigga front Ill put my Have you in ICU screamin: Im cut! NON STOP! I go rawwwwwrrrr - like a dungeon dragon! DRAGOn! But I keep my pistol on me so my Everytime Im in the house niggas - Cause they feel a NIGGAAAA! Whoooooooooooooo Ill kill a Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! You speedin!- Shorty better Before I send one of my soldiers Im the general - You salute me! YEAH! You a dead man if you I done lost some of my brains watchin Got the whole G-Unit on some Private Banks requestin permission to speak! Speak NIGGAAAA! Man its dangerous when theres discipline involved in 50 Cent Banks, Buck, G-Unit in the house! G-Unit in the HOUSE! G-Unit in the house!

I came in the world cryin and fussin Nigga, we aint have nothin Every ghetto I know the same We try to make a little change Preacher man come around talkin I dont wanna hear it, keep walkin Imma put the powder in the pot Whip it till Im pullin off a lot Imagine when I pull it off the lot New shit come without a top Once Im on I aint never gon stop Bitch, Im on, I aint never gon stop Im the man, Im the man, Im the man Im the man, Im the man, Im the man I started like nothing on this game Only god can judge But this niggas still playing They keep hate on me But they stay on the lame Thats what im saying BItch im the man Hoe im the man Bitch im the man Hoe im the man When i started this shit They said boy u cant But i still ride for my niggas Since the began I ride for my niggas I will die for my niggas Thats vise versa too Forgi on the shoes Making the pussy niggas so confused Giving interviews Im being paid by the verses I did something wrong But Im not the last or the first I hope you did what im saying Cuz you know Bitch im the man Hoe Im the man I hope you understand Bitch im the man Hoe im the man Self made since i was a lil man Bitch im the man hoe im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Im a bonafide grade A hustler A1, day 1, they cant touch us Nigga like me, I be with the shit Try and stick me Imma get you hit Yeah, you know just how I get down Bad bitches around, they smoking and they drinking And Im thinking it can all work out Seen your bitch back blown out Its never nothing personal, believe me I fuck around, your bitch dont wanna leave me She talking bout takin flights tonight when Im out of town Not around, she want me to fly in to put it down Its nothing to a real nigga, had that ass flying in first class Cause you seem to be regular, she dont want nothing regular Turn me on when she talk Spanish, that fat ass You know I wanna get with it, so lady lets get it Too much on my mind right now Im on the grind right now Looking for me, sucker, then I need to be found right now I got my nine right now Bitch, Ill blow your mind right now I aint fucking around right now Better get in line right now Or fuck around and die right now Hope you understand that Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man Bitch, Im the man, ho, Im the man you know Im the man

Yeah, soon as they hear my voice right, there goes 50 Soon as they hear it in the club, theyll know to move Yall niggas better move When you see me come through Yall niggas better move Or find out what my gun do Yall niggas better move When you see that trey pound Yall niggas better move Or stick around and get laid down Im from the slums where crack get slung and gats get slung Ds run up in niggas cribs so we clap at them I got two felonies this my third strike I might as well go out this bitch wit a bang right? Niggas think cause Im doin good Ill flip and get on some shiny shit The hood fucked me up, my brain still stuck on that grimey shit My chain look good, your chain look good Ill pop, shine it, and it sell it to a nigga from my hood I dont know you, before rap youse a fan-ass nigga A stan-ass nigga, noname brand ass nigga When I say get up, nigga, get up smooth When I say get low, nigga, that ass better move You flash jewels, I flash tools, nigga, cash rules Im nuts like cashews, blow ya ass out ya shoes Make the news, short fuse, a niggas screws loose With my trey 8, I get it poppin like Bishop from Juice Yall niggas better move When you see me come through Yall niggas better move Or find out what my gun do Yall niggas better move When you see that trey pound Yall niggas better move Or stick around and get laid down Yall niggas better move Yall better move, nigga, get out the way Cause Im holdin, I could put a hit out today And Im frozen, blowin that blue shit out the bay And none of yall niggas fuckin wit the kid okay? Im thinkin bout who to next They want the juice and Im Omar Epps I go hard yet, nigga, you som like a old corvette And Im a Maybach, I stay strapped for I calm my nerves with a chocolate or a haysack Thinkin of ways to pop up wit a grey plaque And several knots in my pocket from today track So I get more head than any stocking or a wavecap They get it poppin in the crowd when they perform Dont come to one of our concerts wit alligators on They bigger and back and forth with the bank matters So Ill prolly die shootin like Hank Gathers Yall niggas better move When you see me come through Yall niggas better move Or find out what my gun do Yall niggas better move When you see that trey pound Yall niggas better move Or stick around and get laid down Yall niggas better move

Feat. 50 Cent Yeah, something new, 50 Shorty all that, yeah yeah Shorty all that Gotta go hard yeah watch me switch up the format Bus, a train, a plane, an exotic spot on a yacht I spare no expense I want you here on top Think big, big bread, big Bentley, big crib, big moves Im the most notorious since Big If you want it you got it you spot it you tell me to get it you good Holding it down like I should, from Beverly Hills to the hood This picture is perfect Im painting Im pushin my pen To capture a portrait a moment in time with a friend To get you the message I really want you to win Girl if its up to me its you and I till the end See I know you got agendas, I remember That youre the scheduled type of lady But Ive been patient, I need rotation To the top of your list, call me crazy Dont ask me how, Im looking at a few days from now I need commitment cuz this dont make sense How you got me looking right now I might take the train, leave here on a plane, even in the rain, Ima get this message to you What Im delivering is so much better when You get it in person, so what Im trying to do is Switch up the format, let me come to where youre at Lets switch up the format, I cant wait another day Switch up the format, let me come to where youre at Lets switch up the format girl, I cant wait another day to see you... Listen Ima need an e-mail, confirmation Text me with the details, exact location Pressin dont move cuz Im in route to where you at... You got an appointment with destiny You can cancel everything but me Reset your palm, bluetooth is on, no confusion Where you at? I might take the train, leave here on a plane, even in the rain What Im delivering is so much better when You get it in person, so what Im trying to do is Switch up the format, let me come to where youre at Lets switch up the format, I cant wait another day Switch up the format, let me come to where youre at Lets switch up the format girl, I cant wait another day, to see you Shorty all let that, yeah yeah shorty all what Gotta go hard yeah watch me switch up the format I just wanna see you with me on top Its whatever you want cuz you know I gotchu girl If you want it you got it you spot it you tell me to get it you good Holding it down like I should, from Beverly Hills to the hood Ooh thats why I switched it up for you Switch up the format, let me come to where youre at ... Lets switch up the format, I cant wait another day Switch up the format, let me come to where youre at ... Lets switch up the format girl, I cant wait another day, to see you Im running, Im coming, Im loving Im running, Im coming, Im loving, Ima come back for you baby Im running, Im coming, Im loving, let me switch it up baby Im running, Im coming, Im loving, for you

Need you to pray for me? Which leads you to want me to when I need to know where Im heading because I know we both came up on the gritty streets of Jamaica, Queens to street kids now men just said head in this way. But before going into that, lets start from the beginning The weight of the movement is cloud being done Are you ready to do this? Im ready to merge This clan. Please give me across the street. Are you ready? Im ready Im ready Theyll give me close to see let me go Which there for me Im destined to take my life away. You dont see that a watch this outcome in too many men. Man Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen My god we get to read on the dominant and then a big fan. Im going to grill King and Ive been crying when Im so special happened every time Im the greatest. Something like the humble. So my gun got a tip and Nick Go ahead. Use your head. turn your back on me. Im gonna chip on my shoulder Tom buck to clip in your face. Many many many men wish there were still many men. Many many. Wouldnt be special. If it wasnt for writing. Journal wouldnt feel so good if it wasnt for pain. Deaf got to be easy. Because life is hard. It is the physically mentally and emotionally scarred This is for Monday. Doing like behind bars I dont see only God can judge me cuz I see things clear. Quick this practice is Im like posing Goodfellas like Malcolm by any means with a gun in my palm. Slim sweet side. But you want me to doubt many men? many many many many men wish death And mercy only somewhere many many, many many many many men protected me but I still stay with my good My name is niggas keep sexy some bits dont put a hex on me know much. I got a tummy tuck. I aint gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time, but you will get it nigga. You can read between the lines and the Bible says what goes around comes around. Im gonna shot me three weeks later he got shot down. Now its clear that Im here for real reason. Because he got hit like I got hit but he fucking breathe. The sky and mercy only so many men, many, many, many, many men He both came up on the gritty streets to make queens to streak is now meant to set head in this way

Yeah word to B.I.G. man, you niggas have some audacity Sell four mil then youre half of me Get off my dick on this shit, I know yall niggas copying my style They stay at home all alone in the zone off of 50 shit That gangsta music, that makes em wanna grab the chrome And just roam on they own Then do it how the gangstas do it, aye You niggas want problems youre welcome Franks not around anymore, New Yorks mine Blood set, Crip set, gangsta respect I give niggas the green light, ya get ya whole crew wet Youve been rappin a long time you aint got chips yet You had that ounce a whole week, nigga you aint flip bricks Before I leave the crib I make for sure I dont forget shit Mac, check, clip, check, vest, check, Im ready to roll Its no contest, Im the coldest from the East Niggas mad Im doin good so I wake up to new beef Niggas sayin: yeah, I know 50 back when his name was Boo When he used to pump rock on that roof, before he blew Then when they come through sayin whats up, Im like: who are you? We aint never made no money together then we aint cool Cocaine, baking soda, pot full of boiling water Teach ya how to cook crack, nigga, how ya like that? Turn a buck into a stack, man I mean a G stack Just took you from three-and-a-half to fourteen, you peep that shit Deep shit, keep shit on the low nigga We roll shit, smoke shit, pass the dro nigga They stay at home all alone in the zone off of 50 shit That gangsta music, aye, that makes em wanna grab the chrome and just roam on they own Then do it how the gangstas do it, aye Yeah man, keep it real gangsta like, you know what Im sayin November Fourth, G-Unit album in stores November Fourth, G-Unit sneakers in stores Its goin down like that you know what Im sayin Silverback guerillas in the concrete jungle baby You gotta love it

I wanna give a special shoutout to all the high school players that came outta high school to the league Kevin Garnett, Tracy McGrady, Kobe Bryant, Jermaine ONeal All y’all layin the stones down for us up-and-comin And especially Amare Stoudemire, way to make it big baby From that corner of Compton to the Mexican border Another classic from the kitchen to the El Camino with quarters And the plastic shell toe to the throttle Skip mom’s titty, skip the bottle Straight to Cristal, in the club never hesitate to pull that pistol Before I take another fine, Ill be cellmates wit Shyne In the mess hall wit CBP on my neck And walk the main line wit AT&T on my chest The kid hit the streets he in a vest Wit a hoodrat from Marcy, tattooin Jay Z on her breast She love the way them gold Ds spin on that six trey Got a thing for Dre and love NWA That’s gangsta like a Snoop Deville on white walls Niggas won’t catch me slippin in that Wilshire district Big prepared a nigga for shit like that .38 revolver iron out six pack It’s so hard...to say goodbye Nigga get in my way you gon die Heard my name, now you think you know me Nigga we responsible for yo dead homies Its so hard...to say goodbye Nigga get in my way you gon’ die Heard my name, now you think you know me Nigga we responsible for yo dead homies Its so hard... Yall muthafuckas know my name B-A-N-K-$, cut-clack The young guerrilla out the clicks, baow G-Units runnin this shit, blap As a matter of fact, I smell a rat You better stay with your gat My diamonds is white and black, how you feel about that Im too familiar where Im at, cant run around wit a rat Whenever our sets is strapped, stay away from the clap You know the clap, you know to run away from the set Come slip a nigga, stuck in the trap, runnin and duckin a mac 50, these niggas must be fuckin wit crack Yep And Im flossin every chance that I get Walk around wit your advance on my neck Im demandin respect, I hop in the coupe, land in the jet Bitches cant keep their hands out my sweats, G-Unit New York City is the ground Im stompin And Im in L.A. wit Game blowin the palm, Im comfortable muthafucka Its so hard...to say goodbye Nigga get in my way you gon die Heard my name, now you think you know me Nigga we responsible for yo dead homies Its so hard...to say goodbye Nigga get in my way you gon die Heard my name, now you think you know me Nigga we responsible for yo dead homies Its so hard... On a corner in Brooklyn playin Cee Lo, call me NY Game Gucci Chuck Taylors, black diamonds in my chain G-G-G-Unit, Ill write it on your vest or spray-paint it on the wall like fuck yall niggas Comptons back, I know you niggas heard by now And seen that cherry red Impala parked in front of Mr. Chows Thats gangsta, yeah, thats the way I do Crossover and hog the rock like A.I. do Ever since age five, new niggas that sold crack Now I picture my back to the wall like Sandy Koufax In a Hank Aaron throwback, Dickies full of Franklins, in Queens wit 50 on 94th bangin Wanksta These fake ass gangstas, Im hopin they wild Cause I got a hot Glock 40 thatll open the cow And Ima avoid trial then blow a hole in ya crown Another beef wit the macs, another hole in the ground, muthafuckas Its so hard...to say goodbye Nigga get in my way you gon die Heard my name, now you think you know me Nigga we responsible for yo dead homies Its so hard...to say goodbye Nigga get in my way you gon die Heard my name, now you think you know me Nigga we responsible for yo dead homies Its so hard... Its G-Unit Radio, I wanna give a shoutout to my man DJ Whoo Kid Reppin G-Unit and the Shadyville, for all you haters out there

G-G-G-G-Unit G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr You like it when she do that right thurr, right thurr Man, he a trick, he gon muthafuckin’ pay her, pay her And I got my trey pound seven right herr, right herr You can call the cops if you want I dont care, dont care It’s G-Unit we dont fuckin play fair, play fair My shit is mine, yo shit we gotta share, gotta share Dogs off the chain my nigga, be aware, be aware In New York City Im the muthafuckin mayor, Im the mayor I put a hunnid Gs on my neck, like don’t stare, don’t stare The lights hit the ice, boy your vision might blur, might blur Bitch get outta line I smack ya ass right herr, right herr Run and tell who ya want I dont muthafuckin’ care, dont care G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr Young Buck in this bitch right, right, right, right, right herr I snuck in the club wit a Glock, I got some bud in my sock Holla fuck the cops, they just mad cause Im hot Thugged out, either get up or get the fuck out Come South, let me show you niggas what Buck ’bout I aint scared, you coward bitches better beware The Source Awards to the billboards, G-Unit there Here I go, whoever want beef let me know I aint one of them artists thats on that P. Diddy show I can hit you wit the scope, or hit you wit some coke boy Make sure you hit me back soon as you want war G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr Ayo, listen up New York City this the kid 50 Cent Youre now tuned into G-Unit Radio Its goin down ya heard me, G-G-G-G-G-Unit Ayo for all you haters out there, wont yall check out this new Young Buck

: Chorus Ill teach you how to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TVs pop up in a Maybach Benz Ill teach you how to stunt Nigga you cant see me My Bently GT got smoke gray Rims Ill teach you how to stunt My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, Im shining man Ill teach you how to stunt I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans Ill teach you how to stunt : Verse I Seven series BM, Six Series Benz Twenty-four inches, Giovanni Rims All on one Wheel when Im on one of them Ma, that Boy out there actin a fool thats him They say Ive changed man, Im getting paper, Im flashy They like me better when Im fucked up and ashy My royalty checks the rebirth of Liberace Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me And I dont really care if its platinum or white gold As long as the VS bling, look at that light show In the hood they say Fifty man your sneaker look white yo Just cant believe Reebok did a deal with a psycho Banks is a sure thing, yall niggas might blow Im fittin to drop that, so I suggest you lay low Buc, he from Cashville, Tenneckee nigga Getting them ten of keys, save ten for me nigga : Chorus Ill teach you how to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TVs pop up in a Maybach Benz Ill teach you how to stunt Nigga you cant see me My Bently GT got smoke gray Rims Ill teach you how to stunt My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, Im shining man Ill teach you how to stunt I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans Ill teach you how to stunt : Verse II Lets go! Lernt von mir, lernt von S, lernt von ihm! Du rappst auch, denn du willst gern verdien! Hör mich auf einem Track mit Fifty, Homie es is so Ich komme und bediene jeden deutschen MC wie im Bistro Egal, ob man meine Single spielt oder nich Für mich is dis einzige was zählt: Real oder nich!? Rap is kein Game, und wenn doch, is es mein Game Ich schreib den sickesten Shit bis alle Leute es einsehn Ich hab keine Zeit für euch, für ihn oder dich Ich hab soviel zutun zur Zeit, ich hab nichmal mehr Zeit für mich Ich bin back, Kids liebe meine Tracks, lieben meine Raps Wie ich meinen Lex, wie Huren mit drei Personen Sex Hörst du diesen Flow? Ihr könnt alle Deutschen versammeln Ich rap besser, als Fifty und Lloyd zusammen Ich bin es, bin der King - Du bist finish und wirst ermordet Mein letztes Album war fast schon im Guinnesbuch der Rekorde Yeah yeah yeah yeah : Chorus

Yeah, who that? Yeah, yo, whattup, yeah Uh-huh, uh-huh, yo, yo, yo P to the Dap, my brothers, start soloist Situate the jump-off, anything appropriate See me on a hump, I like weed with the coke in it From Wichita down to Queens, fella controllin it Holdin it, get what Im supposed to get Check out to check a lot of hoes in it, add another O in it Up to par a nigga loves gleams with the glow in it Twenties on the Caddy truck, ask me how I pose in it Ride past Jake, doin 80 in the rain, pah Stupid nigga follow me, now we in the graveyard Send dogs to sniff paraphenelli I send em back stiffer than notes special delivery Slick City, hawk made, nigga made history Sawdy on the sack, got the Monica Lewinsky look A legend even in Sicily, shit Im on Got the Feds really wanna into me? Never that Ima hit em up, lay em down flat what Im talkin bout, take that for the hell of it, thats a definite better give it up, how I hit em up Niggas be shootin just to be shootin, I aint with that I leave you tongue-kissin my mack, I push your shit back Ferrari F-50 jet black, Im bout to get that Ladies love L.L. but they let me hit that Is it the way I look? Or is it the way I spit that? That got these high-class hoes wanna come and chit-chat Split the paper 50/50? Yeah Im with that But when I rob yo ass you cant get your shit back Either Im ahead of my time or yall niggas behind Shit Im gettin hotter and hotter, when I rhyme 50 Cent, southside, niggas know how I rock I post up on your block with the Glock like a beat-walker cop One nigga stunt? One nigga shot One G in your bank? I got that stock Niggas go against the grain that, fuck is they thinkin? Im bout to jump-start a head open to see what they thinkin, cmon In all sides, at the five, Im tryin to survive You get cooked alive and dropped off on Kelly Drive My squads elite, a dozen deep hold heat Im the board of beat, big like Shanique from up the street Now after dark, the shit starts, I plays my part I see the NARCs stash my coat then hit the park Dont wanna get knocked, for sixty rocks in a sock You know the ghettos red hot, gots to shot that on my block I keep it strictly business, its unfinished if theres a witness I take it personal when bitch-ass niggas start to snitchin That shit gets me flamin, what these niggas think they gamin? Nothin but this four 24 aimin West Phillys where I got my trainin I represent the 6 like Im Damien, it aint nothin changin Only way yall hot if yall sound like Jay Or somebody from around my way, Philly Philly

No shorty, its Beyoncé We gon party like, its ya birthday We gettin naughty like its ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if you look sexy Im the chick with the hot ish, Manolo Blahnik Jimmy Choo kicks, killin it, who you with? Me and my girls at the party with the diamond Zinatis Im that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body Im that fly chick, 56, Marc Jacob mini Ghetto fabulous, glamorous, its effortless Make-up light and dewy with my pastel Luis Designer scarf, work of art, rockin vintage Gucci You can find me in da club, sippin on some bub Daddy, I got what you need, you my sexy lil thug Dont wanna be your girl, I aint lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you my sexy lil thug You can find me in da club, sippin on some bub Daddy, I got what you need, you my sexy lil thug Dont wanna be your girl, I aint lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you my sexy lil thug My nails, my hair, my diamond rings Shining with all my fancy things My crib, my car, my clothes, my jewels Why you mad? Cause I came up, and I aint changed Im that girl wearing Chanel pearls Chandeliers in my ears from Bailey Banks & Biddles Ya feelin my style, ya feelin my flow Hair chic, smells sweet, like flow to flow Im the lady sippin Baileys while I strut like a model If the ladies wanna hate me, I just send them a bottle I know I got it, but dont flaunt it even though brothas want it Dancin dirty while Im flirtin, cause he checkin up on me You can find me in da club, sippin on some bub Daddy, I got what you need, you my sexy lil thug Dont wanna be your girl, I aint lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you my sexy lil thug You can find me in da club, sippin on some bub Daddy, I got what you need, you my sexy lil thug Dont wanna be your girl, I aint lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you my sexy lil thug My nails, my hair, my diamond rings Shining with all my fancy things My crib, my car, my clothes, my jewels Why you mad? Cause I came up, and I aint changed You can find me in da club, sippin on some bub Daddy, I got what you need, you my sexy lil thug Dont wanna be your girl, I aint lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you my sexy lil thug You can find me in da club, sippin on some bub Daddy, I got what you need, you my sexy lil thug Dont wanna be your girl, I aint lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you my sexy lil thug