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(Intro)
Hahaha
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
Look at this stack
I got money
I got money
Hahaha
[50 Cent]
Aww nigga don't trip
I'll kill ya if you f*ck with my grip
I won't hesitate to let off a clip
Aww nigga don't trip
You gon' make me get on some shit
Run up on you quick
What up, you're whipped
Aww nigga don't trip
You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
Run in ya whip tryna f*ck with my clique
Aww nigga don't trip
Case you didn't know who this is
Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
Aww nigga don't trip
[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow
lam
murcielago top down, nigga damn
I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of
Sam
Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to
expand
I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid
I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me
some flicks
Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my
dick
My mom turn in her grave if I married a white
chick
But Becky is suck the chrome off the Chevy and
shit
niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil
charm
Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the
Don
Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the
bomb
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
Nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that
powder
My niggas more gee packs, every on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the
position of power
You fuck around if you wanna
[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get
touched
I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk
with a crutch
niggas know my stage, they don't f*ck with me son
You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed
you my gun
This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed
back
Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
I got two shooters now, on the run from the fuzz
You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for
one cuz
I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour,
chrome and some wood grain
You know a nigga still really tryna move cane
Make a lil extra money on the side mayn
I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word
Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche
chirpin' I make a move, I got a hundred mill from
music, a hundred grand from crack
Goin' to see my jewlers, so I can blow a stack
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
Nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that
powder
My niggas move gee packs, every on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the
position of power
You fuck around if you wanna
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