Yo, be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell yall niggas who I got wit I got wit any nigga I can't make no money wit If I can't make no money wit you, you nigga G-Unit nigga, thats cause I said thats whatsup
[Tony I get money, I got so its a 100 grams or better when I'm to cop I never hold the toaster I use my little soldier And my down bitch as a holster, I'm supposed ta heavy pistol sales for my gun rip through lungs and tear tissue I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the same thing that have yo mama in a 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 office in the hood can't see G-UNIT! but deep in they they wanna be G-UNIT! we got them three b's: benzes, burners and bitches and plus we on the to the riches
[Chorus: 2X] You can say what you about me As as you don't get in the way of my money Cause all that talking shit to me out Nigga keep bumping your gums you get out
[Lloyd Lately I been going through a Hope they aint tap the Cause we got pumps the size of Therefore I'm on the with the squad I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast on a broad me putting jewels on a broad I'd rather put on the car A in the yard You don't really fool with the god Nigga my line long enough to fill two boulevards In game, you only make 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 you in water like the statute of liberty Tryin to be 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 straps on the
[50 Yall niggas gotta from me (Yeah!!) I learned from Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh) Yall niggas gotta from me (Yeah!!) What I learned from Brucie B Look, I the sheriff And if you get too close yo punk ass getting shot the plan, I'm a keep stackin my ends Till I'm on seats in the Maebach 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 shit I aint it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got you need But it aint goin cheap I got mouths to Niggas always damn 50 you bugged Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date drug Gimme his watch and his We not the same, he a He want pussy I'm my money man table in Vegas had his bitch on my dick Threw a 7 so many times they thought the was fixed Yo its 50, when your mindframe and start to rearrange see you another day motherfucker it's 50 Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, up motherfucker