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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I'll, I'll be the shooter, I'll, I'll be the shooter
I'll, I'll use the pump, the taurus or the ruger
I'll pop somethin through ya,

the monster
I'm the monster
I'm the monster

Watch me show them all
Monsters and these heroes bout to fall
Every association is left in awe 

Watch me show them

the 50, wake up, make the bitch breathe (wake)
Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please (never)
Throwin' up the G's, throwing up a couple P's

a crate of sticks The National Riffle Association do not take an issue,
when it is legal hitters, 
Federal rounds inside of clips of a metal spitter. 
Black

around was a thug
Thought he was a shooter, thought he was tough
Found his body coolin' out in the cut

Shit, Fulton County, fifty cal' in the tuck

throwin' 50
50 caliber drum on the clip, it don't make no sense
Please don't test me, cause you get popped if you bang your six

Flying in the air, it's like

dem dry
Kill dem middle day me and Dre and Sky
50 caliber shot stuck inna yuh eye
Mi nuh prowl wid no pickaxe stick nor ply

Tell dem, man a killer

whole team in (Y-O)
D-Block homicide, look 'em in they faces
(D-BLOCK) look how many shooters with us
Count how many cases

Hardest in the world
(Ghost)

for a dime
End up slipped $50 to the side
Them niggas can’t chill inside my gate
I keep lawn cut I don’t like snakes
And if it ain’t bout money out my

as any challenger
But when it came down to
Certain days on the calendar
He would walk around with a 38 caliber
An eighth of this caliber should
Get his

the fuck he gone run when I got Me a lock
No they want me to stop but this shit Never stop
Niggas want me to flop but bitch I Never flop
50 Caliber bullets

can't get down
Tryna walk up in my spot and shoot me down, but I keep a round
Fifty caliber, knockin' him down
Percocets bring me up when I'm down
Got

Y'all do nigga's beats
I make niggas give the beat up
Any nigga step up
I'ma make him step back
With either that Tec blaaat blaaat
Or that fifty caliber

so much dope scared to show up on niggas Googles
Crushed linens and bust pendants ya watches look like Sonic ice
But yo shooters Barnie Fife to guard

and you go crying to your manager
My music doing damage like my favorite 50 caliber
Stranded on this island with my mic you called me Gallagher
Movie hasn't

the odds
Got water like Bobby Boucher
We drippin like Voss, drippin like Voss ugh
Aye yeah
Feelin like 50
Cause many men really out here to get me
Baptized

of death aint never popped a tec but the way I good with lead make the shooters nod they head
What's a penny to a G/bout a rapper to a me
Confidence solely

far from a ludicrous
Tell me who your shooters is I got Naz, Bugz, Fisher, and D Dave
Do you know what elusive is? No, I'm no computer whiz
But I know

caliber is 50
Pull up to your crib and we gon shoot til that bitch empty
Say that he want smoke but he go ghost I'm in his city
I don't really fw these hoes

Thug War

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

ransom 

50 g's, need keys to free their grandson 

Run but you can't hide, rich is what we long for 

You get your wig split back, caught in this