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[Intro - 50 - talking, breathing noises in background]
Hey that nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit here man
50 even smoke this motherf**ker (ah haha, haha)

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I can't weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup
Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, f**k you up
I talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherf**ker, chill
As a young buck, always knew I puff
Yousta see me go to school, on a bus (woo)
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all paper (uh huh)
You should sit, scibble lines and see where it ya
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was
Why the so called smart was poppin' guns
I think poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta on a bottle
A a Crown Royal, make your insides boil
Been smell like Ben Gay, his back go out

He the one that taught me, what bein' black's
Now peep the on the walls, that fall and crawl on my

Wrist, up in them Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but never the
Life in the fast lane, one hit the pothole
Let's go, flow nigga

[Chorus - - 2X
War, what is it for absolutely nothin'
But keep frontin'
F**k a nigga, live like a
Die like a

- Talking]
War, state of nigga
You see me pop off
Ain't no peace talk, ass nigga
Fake nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah)
You don't seem nigga, nigga
Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas, 'Rotten
And nigga shy money, ain't nigga
Uh huh, ya