Yo, be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell niggas who I got beef wit I got wit any nigga I can't make no money wit If I can't no money wit you, fuck you nigga G-Unit nigga, whatsup cause I said thats whatsup
Yayo] I get money, I got so its a 100 grams or better I'm going to cop I hold the toaster cause I use my little soldier And my down bitch as a holster, I'm supposed ta heavy pistol for living my gun rip through and tear through tissue I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the same thing that yo mama in a black dress see me in a black lex, My drop-top, fresh out the carlot I got the of raw pugilist speeches(?) So I'm gon sell like the box features Niggas in the can't see G-UNIT! but in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT! cause we got them b's: benzes, burners and bitches and plus we on the road to the
repeat 2X] You can say you want about me As long as you don't get in the way of my Cause all that talking to me played out Nigga keep bumping your gums you get out
Banks] Lately I been going a phase Hope aint tap the phones Cause we got the size of saxophones Therefore I'm on the move the squad I'm stingy as ever, known to trick food on a broad Picture me jewels on a broad I'd put shoes on the car A pool in the You don't really wanna with the god Nigga my front line long to fill two boulevards In this game, you only make it far if you 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 to be cool Blowin green that strong enough to make a boy open fire on a school rappin for your hood, I'm rappin for benzes And long assault rifles with on the lenses
[50 Yall niggas learn from me (Yeah!!) What I learned Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh) Yall niggas gotta learn 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 seats in the Maebach benz I'm all the chips I done took them on the 6 26 on the And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin more I tapdance on the I aint servin it raw You smoke, look nigga I got what you need But it goin cheap I got mouths to feed always sayin damn 50 you bugged Cause I got hoes giving niggas the rape drug his watch and his chain We not the same, he a He want pussy I'm bout my man Crap in Vegas had his bitch on my dick Threw a 7 so many times they thought the was fixed Yo its 50, when your change and start to rearrange I'll see you another day it's 50 Shots 'til heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker