Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the you've all been waiting for In corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a record of 17 rapes 400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, most Villain in the world, Shady!
So crack a bottle, let body waddle Don't act like a model You hit the lotto Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that of us love us and my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and starting this party from dusk
Ok, go Back when Andre, the giant, elephant tusk us, you'll just be another one bit the dust Just one up my mother's son who got under the bus Kiss my butt, lick my wonder from under my nuts It me to see the game the way that it looks It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get Bitches lust, man love me when I'm laying the cut Missed the cut, the lady give a eighty paper cut
Now picture us, it's ridiculous you at the thought Cuz when I spit the the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every Every verse, every line, as simple as rhymes It's elementary, the elephants have entered the I venture to say the center of attention its true Not to mention back a vengeance, so here's the signal Of the bat symbol, the platinum is back on you hoes
So crack a bottle, let your waddle Don't act like a model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got
Now where's the rubbers? got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not many of us And ladies love us and my posse's kicking up It's on till the break of and we're starting this party from dusk
and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see low rider go by they're like "Oh my!" You ain't got to me why you're sick cuz I know why I dip through in six trey like sick 'em Dre I'm an itch that they scratch, they're sick of me But hey, what else can I say? I LA Cuz over and above all, it's another day And this one begins the last one ends Pick up we left off and get smashed again
I'll be dammed, fucked around and crashed my Benz around with a smashed front end Let's that one in Grab another one out the stable The Monte Carlo, El or the El Dorado The if I know Do I leather seats or vinyl? Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Collision Or Maico beats quake Waco Just the bass low, speakers away from your face though
So crack a bottle, let your waddle Don't act a snobby model You hit the lotto Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves
Now where's the Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of and there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posse's up dust It's on till the break of and we're starting this party from dusk
And I great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
bottle after bottle The ain't a thang when you party with me Its we into, it's simple We out of control like you wouldn't believe I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm Kong Get on, wrapped up and reigned on I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you
Nigga on and on till the of what Get the paper man I'm caking you I don't give a fuck I it like it don't mean nothing Blow it like its to be blown Motherfucker I'm I stunt I I flash the shit I what the fuck I want, so what I trick? Fat ass bags, classy shit Jimmy Cho I say move a bitch move
So crack a bottle, let body waddle act like a snobby model You hit the lotto Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us And ladies us, my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and starting this party from dusk