50 Cent - Bad News lyrics

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Album: 50 Cent Is The Future (With G-Unit) (2004)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound´s in the house, bad news
40 Kal´s in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

[Lloyd Banks]
I think little man mad cause I am flossin´ bad
I aint a wrestler, but I will put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk round here that the horses have
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I do not really like to exercise but I will push up on a bitch
Y´all sweet like 99 bananas
That is why I got 99 niggaz wit 99 hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I am just a playa that found out where the cokes know
That is why I amma be around longer than the Oprah show
You & your man y´all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the fifth grade
that is why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, & a switch blade

[Chorus]
I do not like you, you do not like me
Its not likely that we will ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks´ back at it again)
I do not like you, you do not like me
Its not likely that we will ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony´s back at it again)

[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target & study him for weeks
See where they rest at & lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene please
third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
fifth rule pick a 5th, sixth rule pick a nine
And the 7th rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him 6 feet deep
eighth meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
nineth rule don´t say shit cause Po-Po listen
F*ck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the tenth rule don´t put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading

[Chorus]
I do not like you, you do not like me
Its not likely that we will ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50´s back at it again)
I do not like you, you do not like me
Its not likely that we will ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50´s back at it again)

[50 cent]
Go ahead go against me I will hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level´s high nigga can´t tell
Licking my lips at yo´ bitch like I am L L
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, “Cent got money”, & I got shot
You so much pressure on me when you compare me to Pac
I am just a new kid, I cannot help that I am hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don´t matter
I will fire shots at the ship & watch the seas scatter
my enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
you scared then get the f*ck around me
Record execs, know not to play with my check
I come through with my knife cut that vein on ur neck (YEAH!)

[Chorus]
I do not like you, you do not like me
Its not likely that we will ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50´s back at it again)
I do not like you, you do not like me
Its not likely that we will ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50´s back at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound´s in the house, bad news
40 Kal´s in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

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