Yo, niggas be me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell yall who I got beef wit I got beef wit any nigga I make no money wit If I can't make no money wit you, fuck you G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said thats
[Tony I get money, I got so its a 100 grams or better when I'm to cop I hold the toaster cause I use my little soldier And my down bitch as a holster, I'm supposed ta pistol sales for living my gun rip through lungs and through tissue I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the same that have 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 the box office features Niggas in the can't see G-UNIT! but in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT! cause we got them three b's: benzes, and bitches and we on the road to the riches
[Chorus: 2X] You can say what you about me As long as you don't get in the way of my Cause all talking shit to me played out Nigga keep bumping your gums you get out
Banks] Lately I been going a phase Hope they tap the phones Cause we got pumps the of saxophones Therefore I'm on the with the squad I'm stingy as ever, known to trick food on a broad Picture me putting on a broad I'd rather put on the car A in the yard You don't wanna 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 with mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you be strapped to get rid of me Ill leave you in water the statute of liberty Tryin to be Blowin green strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a school Keep for your hood, I'm rappin for benzes And long assault rifles straps on the lenses
[50 Yall niggas learn from me (Yeah!!) What I learned from Gotta 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 punk ass 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 shit I servin it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got you need But it goin cheap I got mouths to feed Niggas always sayin damn 50 you Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date drug his watch and his chain We not the same, he a He want pussy I'm my money man Crap in Vegas had his bitch on my dick Threw a 7 so many times they thought the was fixed Yo its 50, your mindframe change and start to rearrange see you another day motherfucker it's 50 Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up