Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin (2003)
Yea, G-G-G-G-G-Unit! (G-Unit!)
Haha..
[Chorus]
It is easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don´t BACK DOWN
Everywhere I go both coast with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to f*cking hold SHAQ DOWN
Next time you in the hood & see an ol´ G
You ask about me, the young boy don´t BACK DOWN
Any living thing that can not co-exist with the kid
Must decease existin, little nigga, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I will f*ckin erase them
Your succes isn´t enough, you want to be hard
Knowing that, if you get knocked, you get f*cked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace
and your boss is a bitch, if he could he´d
Sell his soul for cheap, trade like to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can not buy respect in the hood
Maybe I am so disrespectfull cuz to me you are a mistery
I know niggaz from ya hood, you´ve no history
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
ha, ha pussy..
[Chorus]
"This rap shit´s all f*cked up now! What are we going to do now?
How we going to eat man? 50 back around"
That is Ja´s lil punk ass thinking out loud
Southside until I die, that is just how I get down
I am back in the game Shawty, to +Rule+ & conquer
You sing for hoes & sound like the cookie monster
I am the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers
It has been yeahrs & you had the same niggaz in the background
You never going to sell Mitsubishi Tah´s & crack child
Them niggaz they just SUCK, they no good
I aint never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
I am back better than ever, on top of my game
Even them country boys sayin "50 we feelin you man"
Now stay the f*ck outta my zone, outta my throne
I am New York City´s own... BAD GUY (BAD GUY)
[Chorus]
I aint going to tell nobody you pussy
I aint going to tell nobody you gettin extored
It aint over...(G-Unit!)
I have been patiently waiting to BLOOW
Ladies & gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
This is my life, my pain, my knife, my gun
Now that I am back, you can not sleep
I am a nightmare huuhhh
You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for you life
well you done heard bout them guns I done bought, right?
I aint going nowhere, I done told you nigga
I am a G-Unit mothaf*ckin soldier nigga (They not gon like you)
I know, I know... haha (G-Unit!)
"Oh, no he didn´t say anything about Ja.
Okay? Ja is my boo. Okay?
Jeffrey Atkins aint never hurt nobody.
And y´all know! Big things come in small packages!
Holla! Now, everything was cool till 50 Cent
came back into the picture.
They better not put they hands on Jeffrey. Okay?
´Cause 1st of all, they don´t know that I´m a twelve-degree pink belt.
Okay? I´ll dice his ass up like a little piece of celery.
Okay? ´Cause see, they do not know me.
Delicious, do they know me? Okay, I thought so.
´Cause you know that I know karate, & I´ll see him
and I´ll Jet Li his ass. WHOO-DOO!"
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