Lloyd Banks in the house, bad Tony Yayo in the house, bad 50 cent in the Bad whenever 50 around it's bad news
pound's in the house, bad news 40 in the house, bad news I got a knife in the Bad news whenever 50 around bad news
A made the lil man mad 'cause I'm bad I a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab I talk 'cause it costs to brag Around bitches walk around wit the hair outta a horses head
Rap it get your stuck on them bricks I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a Y'all like ninety-nine bananas why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers
They all a nigga to stop 'Cause I rap slick to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox I'm a playa that found out where the coaches know That's why I'ma be longer than the hope foe sho
You and your man y'all both should That all it takes is a finger to send you the ghosts go I been hated since the fifth grade That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a blade
I don't like you, you like me not likely that we'll ever be friends Why (Ma, Banks' at it again)
I don't like you, you don't me It's not likely that we'll be friends Why (Ma, back at it again)
Rule number one pick a target and him for weeks See where they rest at and lay with peeps Now you got the drop, know their routine So the rule please leave the crime scene clean
Third pick a day, fourth rule pick a time Fifth rule pick a fifth, rule pick a nine And the rule make sure your sidearm sweet So when the shootout you leave him six deep
Eighth meet in a car with disguise Use a ski mask with shades on eyes Ninth rule don't say 'cause po-po listen Fuck you end up being stuck in the system
And the tenth rule put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on mark And rule 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend You better where you heading
I don't you, you don't like me It's not likely we'll ever be friends Why (Ma, 50's at it again)
I don't like you, you don't me It's not likely that ever be friends Why (Ma, 50's at it again)
Go ahead, go against me, I'll hurt feelings Stones in my cross the of your earrings My confidence high nigga can't tell Lickin' my at ya bitch like I'm L L
I smile like a nigga in jail mail Better yet like nigga Bookers made bail From day one I came in the they said I was hot got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot
You put on me when you compare me to 'Pac I'm just a new kid, I can't help I'm hot little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter I'll fire shots at the ship and watch the scatter
My enemies never turn into friends, my turn into enemies You scared then get the around me Record execs, know not to play wit my I come through with my knife 'cause I'm a your neck (Yeah)
I like you, you don't like me It's not likely that we'll be friends Why (Ma, back at it again)
I don't like you, you like me It's not likely that we'll be friends Why (Ma, 50's at it again)
Banks in the house, bad news Tony Yayo in the house, bad 50 cent in the Bad news whenever 50 it's bad news
pound's in the house, bad news 40 Kal's in the house, bad I got a knife in the Bad news 50 around it's bad news