[Intro - 50 Cent Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, 50 Cent, uh, yo
1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland] Timbaland sounds so good, but I not be ready I know If I a 100 grand on the beat, then we done bumped already Now we go
(*harmonizing the beat - doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) (doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) (Pee Wee Herman) (doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) (Niggaz down to Pee Wee Herman)
[50 - Verse 1] 50, lefty, no gun in my right Bronx niggaz love me, like think our mics on (WOO) These rap not like me, they too soft (yeah) Get shot down, I get up, shakin' off You know white collar crooks, do on lap tops (uh huh) Real niggaz glocks, and run up in spots We can talk Trump talk, estate, stocks, and bonds Or gangsta shit, my and glocks in palm (uh huh) Danger, ring the alarm, kiss the of the Don I like Genghis Kahn, I said song in this song (god damn) I won't to put a knife or a slug in you And watch you out, that little bit of thug in you You don't want to heads with me, and get hit up You, you ain't got what it to fuckin' get up Holla niggaz names on records, shit is played out But holla mine in your line, and get layed out
[50 Cent - 2] My look so good, and my chain is so heavy I don't If I should for these hos again, cause I did that already Now we go
[Lloyd Banks - 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck if your favorite rapper dies, to me thats my I'll his burial and eat at Haha (yeah) I've been hungry since a little weed in my high top (Woo) burgundy red, in need of a eye drop (uh huh) I had the black Delta Force, in the front Back when Jordan was flyin', and could dunk Of course, you can now, you was buyin' the shrimp then Me on the other hand, Don Bishop and Pimp (*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in backgroud until is yelled) I'm runnin' from a digital I do this for the hood and every kid in a My name is poppin', and I ain't at it long My neck's 16, and made Flex a Benz latin bomb (G-UNIT!) I'm the thing to happen to hip hop Since (uh huh) "Life After Death" and that shit drop I'm good to a white boy with a slick top Stuck up in the mountains with a gun and the pop Who? where?, Master P says our don't tick tock I'm cleanin' out my 6 shot, watchin' the Knicks near the whole damn passenger green Thats how my bedroom, look like the World Trade the scene (smoking) Breaking news, hijack, bus scream (yeah) I'm worst nightmare, I crush half of your team To me your up is pussy, three wet Pampers The uzi will have you shakin' them G-Dep dancers (damn dude)
(*50 - harmonizing "doo,doo,doo"*]
stops
[Lloyd the fuck happen to the rest of the beat man?
(50 laughing)