Gee wilikers, Gatman, got me surrounded I'm on my way
I got a a problem, I'ma solve it A nigga movin' a big ass revolver
And a man the fuck, are you retarded? You touch Shady, I'll leave you departed They say
Robin, Cagney and Lacey, 50 Cent and Shady The worst, baby, put your hands on my peoples, react crazy Put a through ya front and ya back maybe
But dude, if you try me, have ya ass hooked up to an IV I'll leave no witnesses I ride B You fuck me, you'll see
I'll react like an animal, tear you apart If a masterpiece was murder, I'd in art Niggaz knew I wasn't wrapped too tight start But bein' a little off, landed me on top of the
So, you take the good the bad, I guess Level three plate on my chest And my back, hollow tip in the chamber Danger, anger change ya And make ya aim and squeeze
I got a There's a problem, I'ma it A movin' around a big ass revolver
And a Motherfucker, you You 50 leave you dearly departed
We're away from a beef, in which clearly you started I said we're walkin' away, did you hear me? You be thankful That we ain't beefin', we're still and just leave it at that 'Cause if me and 50 and hop back in that Bat mobile It gonna be no more rappin', it's gonna be brat
Retaliation will be like them Shi'ite attacks Some where along the line, it's like me and 50 a pact got my back, I got his, back, back
It's almost like we're kinda like Siamese 'Cause when we beef we each other in To the bullshit we're conjoined at the hip It's just unavoidable, some of shit is washable And shit will never boil up
And some of it just simmer at best If left alone, we'll let it be, no, there be no sit downs With no Ray Benzinos, there will no peace with me There ain't be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea
Just quit fuckin' with me and I'll gladly quit with you Just spit ya and do what you gotta do to get through Without mentionin' me and the machine or Jimmy and Dre and 50 Or D-Twizzie, Obie and let it be or we'll be back with a
There's a problem, solve it A nigga movin' With a big ass
And a man What the fuck,are you You touch I'll leave you dearly
Nigga, you get it twisted, you can get ya wig I don't give a fuck, I don't care if police I did it Man, I hustle, I get money in the or a blizzard I go hard for paper, homie, I just gotta get it
Got a scheme, I'm plottin' in the county and I'm with it You cross me, you make a cemetery visit That's gangsta, you know me I told it 'cause I it Shell cases drop, when that chop
Way up the block, get hit copper tops When the pop, the llama pop And it won't stop, you can run, the cops They say no, know how I be on it
That shit you got, put my to you, I want it It's not a game, perfect aim, you the flame Up ya brain, man, it's so hot I'll make ya wish it rained
I got a There's a problem I'ma it A nigga movin' a big ass revolver
And a man the fuck, are you retarded? You touch I'll leave you dearly