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[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing in background]
Hey that nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right man
50 can't even this motherfucker (ah haha, haha)

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I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me in a cup
Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll you up
I ain't talkin' about a fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then
As a young buck, niggas always knew I
Yousta see me go to school, on a bus (woo)
I'm a ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh)
You sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was
Why the so called smart was poppin' guns
I think about a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a
A pint a Crown Royal, make insides boil
Been smell like Ben Gay, his back go out
He the one taught me, what bein' black's about
Now the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's
Wrist, Sittin' up in Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but never the
Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the
Let's go, flow nigga

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

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