Lyrics:
I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[50 Cent]
Nigga now gotta let me break it down for you how it's gon' be
You don't wanna fuck with Snoop cause then
I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[50 Cent]
Nigga now gotta let me break it down for you how it's gon' be
You don't wanna fuck with Snoop cause then
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
the weather i'm a hustle whatever blow the smoke out the window/gotta stay on these moves realest one on my team thats the lady by me/specializing in a hustlaz
(50 Cent) G-Unit! Ha Ha! 50 Cent Hook: If some shots may happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat when my brain spill
You for it, images without no coke connect pills
We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know
and bullshitta's
Take you for a ride cover up ya eyes
Then i hit ya
Used to be shya now i'm a ruff ryda
Fake niggaz play me close
When they used to ride by ya
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
[50 Cent] + (Tony Yayo)
(Yeah, yeah) Yeah (G-UNIT!!)
My Polo on (check) my Dolce on (check)
It's my crew and Polow Da Don
I get that kitty ma
Geah (echoes), Gucci (echoes)
Gucci Mane, LaFlare, yeah
(A lot of niggaz thought we couldn't have pulled it off Gucci)
(But, guess what, we here,
Only surrounded by munnee gettaz
Lemme know if u fuckin wit us
Cuz I'm about to go dumb on niggaz
Lenox Boy, block boy
Fuck around get shot boy
Betta not
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
Put these niggaz and bitches threw testes
Got to learn who blocking your blessings
So when they start to ask a bunch of questions
Send them left
ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
And I'm
a penthouse, you can call me hi-top
Hop up in the 40-40, got 'bout forty on me
Fifty grand in a band, I'ma roll it, homie
Brick layin' cost 'bout another
Yo, yo, move out of the way
We got Missy Elliott coming through
Girl, that is Missy Elliott (yes), she lost a lot of weight
I heard she eat one
An these bitches be comin by the dozens
True ballaz never love 'em fuckin aunties an cousins
Got a have a ??? humble, sticky green gumbo
Layin by
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they
call em
Megan good hands down im the realist going partna move thru
The city by myself me an this baby luma i no some niggaz down
The way a buss that
Ain't Gonna Change
D-Tay:
I Don't Play That Shit
Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
Young Buck:
Some Say I'm Crazy For Signin With 50 Cent
Them Same
up
Tell em they betta call back up
When it's game time we don't play fair
We gon make time you just say where
You roll straight by we go straight there
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