Yo, niggas be me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell niggas who I got beef wit I got beef wit any nigga I make no money wit If I can't no money wit you, fuck you nigga G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said whatsup
[Tony I get money, I got so its a 100 grams or when I'm going to cop I never hold the toaster I use my little soldier And my down bitch as a holster, like I'm ta heavy sales for living my gun rip through lungs and through tissue I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the thing that have yo mama in a black dress see me in a lex, hard-top My drop-top, fresh out the carlot I got the of raw pugilist speeches(?) So I'm gon sell the box office features Niggas in the hood see G-UNIT! but deep in heart they wanna be G-UNIT! cause we got them three benzes, burners and bitches and plus we on the to the riches
repeat 2X] You can say you want about me As long as you get in the way of my money Cause all that shit to me played out Nigga keep bumping gums you get laid out
[Lloyd Lately I going through a phase Hope aint tap the phones Cause we got pumps the of saxophones Therefore I'm on the move with the I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast on a broad me putting jewels on a broad I'd put shoes on the car A pool in the You don't really fool with the god Nigga my line long enough to fill two boulevards In this game, you make it far if you loyal And if you grew up your mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you gotta be to get rid of me Ill leave you in water like the of liberty Tryin to be Blowin green that strong enough to a white boy open fire on a school Keep for your hood, I'm rappin for benzes And long rifles with straps on the lenses
[50 Yall niggas gotta learn me (Yeah!!) What I learned from Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh) Yall niggas gotta from me (Yeah!!) What I learned from Brucie B Look, I the sheriff And nigga if you get too close yo ass getting shot the plan, I'm a keep stackin my ends Till I'm on airplane seats in the Maebach I'm all the chips I done them trips on the 6 26 on the And them outta town niggas, I'm yall more I tapdance on the shit I servin it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got you need But it aint goin cheap I got mouths to Niggas always sayin damn 50 you Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date rape Gimme his watch and his We not the same, he a He want pussy I'm my money man Crap table in Vegas had his on my dick Threw a 7 so many they thought the dice was fixed Yo its 50, when your change and start to rearrange I'll see you day motherfucker it's 50 Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up