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Yeah, Shady,
G-U G-Unit,

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm you, do not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you

You mistaken me for somebody you should be testing
Your should be stressin', I'm gonna teach you a lesson
MAC 101's in session and lace the track that I'm
and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing
(Goddamn)

These straight busters kept-in, kept-in my Benz, the end's
Watch the spin, my hoe's a perfect ten
I got shot up but I got up and I'm back at it
Motherfuckers they thought I wouldn't win, pretend to be

At you fail, try, try, try, try again
I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its
You love it, admit it, you like it, I it, its shady
Aftermath in your ass bitch, if not a classic

When it's dumped, it, so I got it mastered
and get your ass kicked, bastard, your misses get drastic
Glock made out of plastic, cock-it and get
Run and stash it

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not me
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you

There is a genie in bottle of that Don-Pari'on
I'm a drink till I get to that bitch in the
Introduce me to the they gonna listen to my words
In the hood they feel my
(Break it down)

a perfect picture, picture me in the paper
Picture me shit, picture me busting my gat
Picture police man Dan gotta of that
Picture me being broke, picture me a sack

Picture me up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me up, now picture me going back
To my basement to live, shit, picture that
Where I'm from its a fact, you watch your back

You wear a vest without a deck, use a jack
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, Man I'm bent, I'm here

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

Ha ha, man I ain't to jail
Not even to a nigga
You to holla at me you wright me
Matter a fact, you gotta send it to Sunset

In Montreal, ha ha
Riding around in one of Ferrari's nigga
Or matter a fact I might be in
Riding down 8 Mile
You know for one of them and shit

Ha, ha, ya heard, I got to go man
You know, aftermath
We finished our money
Puttin' our on this motherfuckin' bill thug shit

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, seem to be doing much