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Yeah, Shady,
G-U G-Unit,

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm warnin' you, do not me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you

You mistaken me for somebody that you be testing
Your should be stressin', I'm fuckin' teach you a lesson
MAC 101's in and lace the track that I'm blessin'
Smith and western's, the weapon, in you just guessing
(Goddamn)

These straight busters kept-in, kept-in my Benz, hop-in the
Watch the twenty-two spin, my hoe's a ten
I got shot up but I got up and I'm back at it
Motherfuckers thought I wouldn't win, pretend to be friends

At first you fail, try, try, try, try
I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its
You love it, admit it, you it, I live it, its shady
Aftermath in your ass bitch, if not a classic

When it's dumped, it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked, bastard, your get drastic
Glock made out of plastic, cock-it and get
Run nigga and it

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

There is a genie in that bottle of that
I'm a till I get to that bitch in the morn
me to the booth they gonna listen to my words
In the hood feel my shit
(Break it down)

Picture a picture, picture me in the paper
me starting shit, picture me busting my gat
Picture police man Dan picture of that
Picture me being broke, me smokin' a sack

Picture me comin' up, picture me from rap
Picture me blowin' up, now picture me going
To my momma to live, shit, picture that
Where I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch back

You wear a without a deck, use a target jack
hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew are
50 Cent, too much spent?, Man I'm bent, I'm out'ta

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm you, do not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you

Ha ha, man I going to jail
Not to visit a nigga
You to holla at me you wright me
a fact, you gotta send it to Sunset Boulevard

In Montreal, ha ha
Riding around in one of Dre's Ferrari's
Or matter a I might be in Detroit
down 8 Mile road
You know for one of them en-joints and

Ha, ha, ya heard, I got to go man
You know, shady
We our print money
our faces on this motherfuckin' bill thug shit

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ain't to be doing much