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