Yo, niggas be me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell niggas who I got beef wit I got wit any nigga I can't make no money wit If I can't make no wit you, fuck you nigga G-Unit nigga, whatsup cause I said thats whatsup
[Tony I get money, I got so its a 100 grams or better I'm going to cop I never hold the toaster I use my little soldier And my down bitch as a holster, like I'm ta pistol sales for living my gun rip through lungs and through tissue I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the same thing that have yo in a black dress see me in a black lex, My mink drop-top, out the carlot I got the of raw pugilist speeches(?) So I'm gon sell like the box features Niggas in the can't see G-UNIT! but deep in they heart wanna be G-UNIT! cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and and we on the road to the riches
[Chorus: 2X] You can say what you about me As as you don't get in the way of my money all that talking shit to me played out Nigga keep bumping your you get laid out
Banks] Lately I been going a phase Hope aint tap the phones we got pumps the size of saxophones Therefore I'm on the with the squad I'm stingy as ever, to trick fast food on a broad Picture me putting on a broad I'd rather put on the car A in the yard You don't really fool with the god Nigga my front line long to fill two boulevards In this game, you make it far if you loyal And if you up with your mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you be strapped to get rid of me Ill leave you in water like the of liberty Tryin to be Blowin green that strong enough to make a boy open fire on a school Keep rappin for your hood, I'm for benzes And long assault rifles straps on the lenses
[50 niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!) What I learned Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh) Yall niggas learn from me (Yeah!!) What I from watching Brucie B Look, I the sheriff And nigga if you get too yo punk ass getting shot Here's the plan, I'm a keep stackin my Till I'm on airplane seats in the benz I'm all the chips I done them trips on the 6 26 on the And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall I on the shit I aint servin it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got you need But it goin cheap I got mouths to feed always sayin damn 50 you bugged Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date drug his watch and his chain We not the same, he a He want I'm bout my money man Crap table in Vegas had his on my dick Threw a 7 so many they thought the dice was fixed Yo its 50, when mindframe change and start to rearrange I'll see you day motherfucker it's 50 Shots 'til heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker