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[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in
Hey pass nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit here man
50 even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha)

1]
I can't smoke weed, my PO make me piss in a cup
Nigga go ahead, me, I'll fuck you up
I ain't talkin' about a fight, I'll cut you up
Yo want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill
As a young buck, niggas knew I puff
Yousta see me go to school, on a bus (woo)
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm all this paper (uh huh)
You should sit, scibble lines and see it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so thought I was dumb
Why the so called smart was poppin' guns
I think about poppin' a gun, and get the lump sum
Grampa my model, yousta suck 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 roach 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 lane, one wheel hit the pothole
go, let's flow nigga

[Chorus - - 2X
War, what is it good for absolutely
But niggas keep
Fuck a nigga, live like a
Die like a

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