Yo, niggas be me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell yall niggas who I got wit I got beef wit any I can't make no money wit If I make no money wit you, fuck you nigga G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I thats whatsup
Yayo] I get money, I got so its a 100 grams or when I'm going to cop I never hold the toaster cause I use my soldier And my bitch as a holster, like I'm supposed ta heavy pistol for living my gun rip through lungs and tear through I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the same thing have yo mama in a black dress see me in a black lex, My drop-top, fresh out the carlot I got the gift of raw speeches(?) So I'm gon sell like the box features Niggas in the can't see G-UNIT! but deep in they they wanna be G-UNIT! cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and and plus we on the road to the
[Chorus: 2X] You can say you want about me As long as you get in the way of my money Cause all talking shit to me played out Nigga bumping your gums you get laid out
Banks] Lately I been through a phase Hope aint tap the phones we got pumps the size of saxophones Therefore I'm on the move with the I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast on a broad Picture me putting jewels on a I'd put shoes on the car A pool in the You really wanna fool with the god Nigga my front long enough to fill two boulevards In this game, you only it far if you loyal And if you up with your mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you be strapped to get rid of me Ill leave you in water like the statute of Tryin to be Blowin green that strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a Keep rappin for hood, I'm rappin for benzes And long assault with straps on the lenses
[50 Yall niggas learn from me (Yeah!!) What I from Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh) Yall niggas gotta learn me (Yeah!!) What I learned watching Brucie B Look, I shot the And nigga if you get too close yo punk ass shot Here's the plan, I'm a stackin my ends Till I'm on airplane seats in the benz I'm all about the I done took them on the 6 26 on the And them outta niggas, I'm chargin yall more I tapdance on the I aint servin it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got what you But it aint goin I got mouths to feed Niggas always damn 50 you bugged Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date rape his watch and his chain We not the same, he a He want I'm bout my money man Crap in Vegas had his bitch on my dick Threw a 7 so many times thought the dice was fixed Yo its 50, your mindframe change and start to rearrange I'll see you day motherfucker it's 50 Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, up motherfucker