Fuck You

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Either I'm trippin' off the ecstasy or I could feel the world turnin'
I'm havin' flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin', comin' up
I was taught never back down that's why I act the way I act now
Hold the mac down, thirty two shots, squeeze til there ain't a shell left

Come with my gun smokin', you can smell death
They get the first laugh, I get the last laugh homie, hit the gas on it
Pull up and mash on 'em, there's a lot of talk in the streets about me
Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about me, get back to questions
Like "50, who shot ya? You think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?

Nigga, street shit should stay in the street, so, keep it on the low
But everybody who's somebody already know a few words for any nigga
That get hit the fuck up, my advice if you get shot down
Is get the fuck up, let's go

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Man, I told niggaz not to fuck with me they still push me
Figured they'd get away with it 'cause Tone and Poke pussy
I been gone through static, shot at with automatics, since '90
When Nas came out with Illmatic if Suge was home
Death row would be good for me 'cause Tommy Matola

Ain't shootin' out in the hood wit me, I've been shot nine times
My nigga, that's why I walk funny, hit in the jaw once, why I talk funny
With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no care
Think my grandma's prayers the only reason I'm here
My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep my neck icy

That's why you bitch like me, so I'm a heavyweight
How dare these niggaz take me lightly?
I ain't come to make friends and niggaz ain't gotta like me
My own homie said "50, you done lost yo' mind"
'Cause I shoot out in broad day, run and toss my nine

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say, "50 ain't hot", when I drop
I'm sound like Eminem and Kid Rock, play the block with the watch
All rocked the fuck up, jukes me, a week later y'all be shot the fuck up
Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always crazy
This ain't how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me

The D's call me by my government name, I be dumb and shoot up parks
Have niggaz runnin' like "Jesus Comin'", there's wet pillows in prison
Niggaz cry in the dark 'cause if they did in the day
Niggaz would question they heart, so when they come home

The come home, walking that tough walk, talking that rockavalede
Talk'll get you shot in New York, blat, sex, money, murder, I gotta eat
But I ain't tryin' do hard time like pistol P, see, niggaz uptown
Understand me in the street, you niggaz uptown'll stan me in the street

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are

Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best

Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Pain in da ass, fuck you
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
Big Pun, I'm even, even better than before
Styles, I don't give a fuck who you are
Nas, niggaz, is this and that
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best