U Should Be HereYEAH!, (yeah), your rockin' wit the toast of New York Tony Yayo (Tony Yayo), Lloyd Banks (Lloyd Banks), 50 Cent (50 Cent) G-UNIT (G-Unit), and here we go! [50 Cent] You should be here wit me bitch You should come and make me rich Girl you know you need a pimp Girl you know you drive me crazy (drive me crazy) You should be here wit me bitch (ew, ew, girl) Girl you know you drive me crazy Bitch, (you should be here) [50 Cent] Bright and early in the mornin' come up short with my money And for sure I'll kick your ass bitch (what you say) (You should be here) You fuckin' with them other niggaz But you know you love the niggaz, switch to a pimp bitch (BITCH) (You should be here) You fit into my stable of hoes You from Atlanta, I'm from New York, but I'm "throwin them bows" (You should be here) Right here next to me Girl I know you tired of fuckin' for free (WOO, Sing along) [50 Cent] (You should be girl) You should be that bitch that come, everytime I call (You should be girl) You should be down on your knees, tryin' to break me off (uh huh, uh huh) (You should be girl) You should be that bitch, that buy me shit all the time (Well I wish you were) You should be my bottom bitch, out on the grind (you should be here) [Lloyd Banks] Bust in your ass, winter, spring, or summer I'm a winner, I'm ain't a regular nigga, ho (Lloyd Banks) (You should be here) Runnin' wit a pro, I ain't a beginner Niggaz knows, what, you up on 'em sinners, no (Hell no) (You should be here) Walkin' the track, Grain Hill, sleeves, snow Anythinh to speed up the process of the cash flow (gotta get that money man) (You should be here) Catchin' a date, and breakin'll keep me straight Even if you gotta take it in the ass ho (you take it in the ass) [50 Cent] (You should be here) You should be that bitch that come (uh huh) Everytime I call (I told ya'll motherfuckers) (You should be here) You should be down on your knees Tryin' to break me off (You should be) You should be that bitch, that buy me shit all the time (Yo, 50 get on that 50 shit one time, my nigga) You should be that bottom bitch, out on the grind [50 Cent] Uh, yeah, (you should be here) Look, I don't really need you, I get my dough, bitch I got some Coupe's, I got some jeeps, I got some mo' shit (You should be here) I stay wit some hoes, cause I use those twos (uh huh) I keep a Benz, I keep some rims, and I stay with some jewels (You should be here) I'm internationally known, man everybody know me Way down in McNolly, they feelin' me wodie (You should be here) But you can catch me in Houston, with Bun and Pimp C (C) Or in Miami, wit Luke and VIP (yeah) (You should be), you should be here with me babe You should be here with me babe (You should be) Girl you know you drive me (sing along) Girl you know you drive me crazy (You should be) You should be here with me babe (ew, ew, girl) (Girl I wish you were here) I just wanna drive ya babe You should be here I told ya'll motherfuckers G-UNIT is takin' over this shit man (takin' over this shit man) (You should be here) We run the hood And we run these motherfuckin' offices (and we run these motherfuckin' offices) Ya'll be wiling if (you should be here) If ya'll hear (hear), the fuckin' (fuckin') Chase these crackers that's cuttin' us right now (You should be here) Man you still local I'm out the hood man (I'm out the hood man) (c'mon) [50 Cent] (You should be here) You should be that bitch that come (uh huh) Everytime I call (I told ya'll motherfuckers) (You should be here) You should be down on your knees Tryin' to break me off (You should be) You should be that bitch, that buy me shit all the time (Yo, 50 get on that 50 shit one time, my nigga) You should be that bottom bitch, out on the grind 50 Cent Index Bump Dat Street Mix[Tony Yayo] New Shit Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon [50 Cent] Bump Dat Niggas try to stunt on my click Then when I get on that shit I bring it to 'em where they pump at 12 Gauge mashberg No shell in the head Before you put in work, you gotta pump that You done hit a nigga with it and you runnin to polices Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat [50 Cent] My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun, you ain't a cop" Looked at him and said "Sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot" Wanna go to show-and-tell and show the class my glock? Show 'em the clip Show 'em the beam Show 'em how Daddy lean In the convertible Jag 22 inch mags For a high school drop out, shit, that ain't bag I'm not a blood or a crip, I'm doing my own thang G-UNIT Shit, I done started my own gang I don't go that funny dance I don't throw gang signs But I'm a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine Think all I do is rap, then you don't know me good Have Smurf hangin out the sun roof to light up your hood, man Cause Lethal ain't never seen Blaco comin' But if he did .. you think he woulda started runnin? And I move with the Doublemint Twins and two macs And leave you flat your back BRRAT Take that [50 Cent] Bump Dat Niggas try to stunt on my click Then when I get on that shit I bring it to 'em where they pump at 12 Gauge mashberg No shell in the head Before you put in work, you gotta pump that You done hit a nigga with it and you runnin to polices Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat [Tony Yayo] I gotta half a mil deal with no diploma Ice so blind it give your ass glaucoma Its hard to live, but its easy to die So I'm going through life lookin death in the eye These rappers ain't gun slingers They R&B singers G-Unit, come thru with some guerilla niggas Minimum wage ain't gonna pay the rent Cause the seats in the coupe got the Fendi print And this shit right here for the listeners pleasure I'm still on the strip with the fifth and my ever Its T-O-N-Y Stay with a semi Milk your crack spot - till the shit be bone dry You think you pump hard? Nigga I pump harder My phone ring so much, I walk around with the charger When the D's come around, I'ma swallow my crack Shit the work out later, and hit 'em with that If it's a direct sale I'ma change the bill Tryin to push the new Range cause they changed the grille Look nigga we icey thugs We stay with them things so we stay with some Nike gloves [50 Cent] Bump Dat Niggas try to stunt on my click Then when I get on that shit I bring it to 'em where they pump at 12 Gauge mashberg No shell in the head Before you put in work, you gotta pump that You done hit a nigga with it and you runnin to polices Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat [Tony Yayo] Just havin fun with this rap shit, man It never stops My man 50 done put out, what, three albums on the street? And y'all ain't even hear the new shit Just keep goin' and goin' and goin' Motherfuckin' Duracell Battery It never stops Word up G-Unit Sha Money XL 50 Cent Index The Banks Workout[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 down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains [Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent IN CAPS)] These niggaz don't really want war (nah) They just walk around frontin Cause I walk around stuntin Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea) If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh) Fuck livin positive, cause negativity spreads faster A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car Cause big hits come flyin through ya door like Casper (WOO) I'm smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh) Not the type to go spark metal in Start thinkin you gangsta cause you hit a park yellow van (yea) Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man Talk tough, til you get cuffed and start tellin damn Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it (GOD DAMN) You only gon wind up dead tryin to prove shit I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea) I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA) Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh) Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple (UH-HUH UH-HUH) I know you wanna pop me but (but) If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH) Fuck, I really hold the rubber I send +Sparks+ at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba I'm aimin for a video cover, huge tall bustas A pound and a philly hold the smuggler G=Unit's whats up right now The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign upsidedown You gotta come a little harder, nigga You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA) You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe) And you mad cause you blowin on oregano You niggaz'll never blow Anyone to step in my ring is brave I don't know a thing about hair stylin but I can make a finger weave (ERR) Short stay leave her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly I'm about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill I ain't loud around a snitch (nah) I don't crowd around a btich (nah) The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (WOO) niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm real I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill Gimme Barbie at her best (UH-HUH) Bacardi at the chest (UH-HUH) I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk Useta have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty (salty) Blowin steam like a cup of coffee Click POW get these fuckas off me [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 down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains Yea Lloyd Banks nigga Whats up nigga? It's 50 nigga You fuckin wit him right? I know you fuckin wit him cause I said you fuckin wit him Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga Whats up nigga? What the fuck I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all that nigga Nigga if you talkin all that gangsta shit Nigga we get it poppin nigga Whats up nigga? Anytime nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga Any where you see me nigga Lets go 50 Cent Index 50 Cent Just Fucking Around[50 Cent] You can hum all you want to Cum all you want to But I ain't gon' want you If nobody wants you You like the smiles n the dimples on my face BITCH that's a bullet wound I ain't MASE! 50 Cent skip the bullshit, you fuckin' tonight I got some dro, got some henny We can go and get right I ain't never been arrested for nothing domestic But I ain't gon' lie I'll punch a bitch in the eye Look, don't play games with me baby The temptation, the wait, is driving me crazy Come on give me some ass girl... WHAT UP! I don't wanna make love I just wanna fuck I'm only in town tonight If you give me some head Tony, give you some head A'ight Cause I ain't giving you no head, bitch Tony, Tony be on that freaky shit My nigga Tony give you some fucking head though Nada Mean That's why the bitches love Tony, Ha Ha Alright now, Sha let's get to some hard shit! [Beat Changes] [50 Cent] If I make it to heaven I'll probably be in the bitch lonely Walk around saying, 'Everybody in hell know me' You heard of Banks, you heard of Yayo, them niggaz my homies You probably thinking how he get there That nigga my coatie The weather in hell is kinda hot You know like the block I heard it really burns Homie, you know like a shot That's alright for me shit Cause Im in the drop Drive around heavy Tryna find BIG and PAC Niggaz think when they die All they problems stop You die in jail, and wake up in hell Still on lock Imagine if you stole something and you got shot Wake up holdin' your head, still shot Niggaz don' died of AIDS You know the dirty dick Wake up in hell horny Fidna fuck the same bitch DAMN Yeah, who hotta than me, nigga AAAAAH The only nigga hotter than me Dead already nigga I know what you thinkin You thinkin that's it Yeah nigga let's just keep it short and sweet You know! 50 Cent Index G Unit Soldiers[Tony Yayo] Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo [50 Cent] Yea...Niggas salute me Uh huh [Tony Yayo] We takin over this shit (50 Cent) Yo [Tony Yayo] G Unitttt [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Tony Yayo] Whatcha say whatcha say? [50 Cent] G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out [Lloyd Banks] Yea...Yea... I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks) We gamble on ball courts Keep the paint peelin You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin I'm stuck in the past Shit changed since the 80s (What) I know ladies, that got babies wit babies Out here its basketball and speedbags And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag [Tony Yayo] You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo) Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top So never show love wit ya left hand You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on) [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out [Tony Yayo] Home of the new right here [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Lloyd Banks] Nigga...Nigga Niggas know I'm hot But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh) Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on) I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt) I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy I bounced up, thats the best part You niggas don't know what pain is The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark) [Tony Yayo] Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else) Listen homie We got AKs and Remintons For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Tony Yayo] 50 whatcha say?? [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Lloyd Banks talking over beat] Yea...G Unit man.. We runnin the streets man We takin this rap shit over man This serious man its more then rap nigga Mention this nigga 50 name nigga I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga Thats my nigga right there Yea...it aint a game no more Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks Same go for them nigga Blow ya fuckin head off nigga G Unit klick My nigga Proav L Yea..he..the whole fuckin hood 134 nigga We got yall nigga Yea...uh..uh 50 Cent Index Got Me a BottleWe can do whatever it is you want that you want to do Long as I can spend the whole night with you Hennessy sippin' (got me a bottle) Bacardi drinkin' (got me a bottle) Smirnoff sippin' (got me a bottle) Absolut shorty (got me a bottle) Tangueray sippin' (got me a bottle) Absolut drinkin' (got me a bottle) E&J sippin' (got me a bottle) Champaigne drinkin' (got me a bottle) [Lloyd Banks] I'm gettin' tipsy off a bottle of Bacardi Wit' a model at a party I got kids, but mommy gon' be swallowin' pro'lly See I always get my way girlfriend, I'm spoiled bad Keep my hydro stashed in a Crown Royal bag Your performance will determine the price See if you fuckin' to champaigne, but if not it's Smirnoff Ice And 9 times outta 10, I was pissy when I was with you But they don't make a liquor strong enough for me kiss you, nah We can do whatever it is you want that you want to do Long as I can spend the whole night with you [50 Cent] I don't fuck wit' scurry ass niggas That ain't got a care in the world I'm fin' to drink this motherfucker right here till I hurl Admit it, I'm that motherfuckin' nigga you lovin' New York nigga, soundin' like I'm straight up southern What bitch, don't try to play me close to see what I'm drinkin' Yeah I'm rich, I ain't a trick, what the fuck are you thinkin' I'm some type a nigga that ain't 'bout that money man If I smack you in your face you get funny man Ha ha We can do whatever it is you want that you want to do Long as I can spend the whole night with you 50 Cent Index Clue / 50Yeah nigga We gonna smoke this motherfucker right here, right We gonna smoke this shit And I'ma drink a lot a water And I'ma take Golden Seal, so my PO don't find out I'm smoking this shit, aight? Yo, niggas wouldn't rob Frankie if they had the chance Wasn't cause of him it was cause of his man Lance Frankie cut crack Lance hold the Mac If fiends fuck with Frankie's pac's Lance cut the crack heads blocked up Thought he was locked up Came thru stuntin' wit his wrist all rocked up Shoulda seen him smile, missin' the tooth Coupe missin the roof He like "What up, 50?" I'm like "What up with you" Lance had a reputation that was well earned Heard he taught niggas how them shells burn Out there in Red Firm At the dice game, he rolled ahead, crapped in the crack I'm like "Nah, I ain't paying for that! Nigga, shoot it back" Niggas lookin at me like I'm crazy, they shook I don't give a fuck who he shot out in Red Hook Asked him about ?? Yeah, Bizzy was my man till he beat me for ten grand and sold my Mac for seven grand (Fuckin' crazy) The man was crazy I could tell by his look Cause he looked the way I look When I look for a jooks Bitch Motherfucker Teamwork, work hard nigga 50 cent Rotten Apple G-UNIT Lloyd Banks Tony Yayo, nigga Hey what up, nigga You motherfuckin' right this DJ Clue Grand Theft Audio 2 Get the fuck out the car nigga don't make me rush you, nigga Shoot that nigga, 50! 50 Cent Index Surrounded By HoesEverywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before 50 Cent I'm makin hits now Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the shit now Some bitches changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow You should see how they react when I come through the door In the club my niggaz, we fittin to ball out Drink till we fall out Some shit jump off, nigga we goin all out Shots big enough to tear the fuckin wall out I'll have your punk ass on the dance floor tryin to crawl out I had bad luck, then my luck changed up You see the Range, you see the rims all blinged up You ain't hear what I charge for 16, I'm makin a killin These other rap niggaz just catching feelings Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before Haha, yeah Yeah that's it nigga, what the fuck you thought I ain't giving niggaz more than 16 for a motherfuckin freestyle The fuck you want for free man Ya'll niggaz be wanting a lot for free man Fuck them other niggaz, other niggaz can't rap That's why they give you 100 motherfuckin bars for nothing man You know what I mean Fuck that shit man, I ain't gonna sit there rappin to you all night Haha, the fuck man Hey yo, Sha Money XL, nigga teamwork We work hard nigga 50 Cent 50 Cent Index G-Unit That's What's Up[ 50 Cent ] Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT (UNIT, haha), yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT) and Lloyd Banks (BANKS), and Tony Yayo (YAYO), nigga, nigga (haha, haha) You gotta love it, New York City (haha) [ 50 Cent singing ] I been doin' my own thang You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears I'm doin' my thang (haha) I said I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn I'm doin' my thang [ 50 Cent ] Uh, yeah, my chain is so heavy (heavy), I think it's necessary (necessary) For me to talk about all of the stones in my resi (stones in my resi, YEAH) I used to push a Chevy (uh huh), about to cop a Bentley (what) And stun on these niggaz 'till my tank on empty (tank on empty) This gangsta shit is in me (in me), the money I got plenty (plenty) I still hustle, but I don't cop jewels from any (any) I know a stripper named Jenny (Jenny) I marked a nigga named Vinny (Vinny) I ain't in on many (many), a CEO named Giddy (Giddy) 50 is so witty, 50 is so high (high) 50 got the fuckin' hood on lock (lock, what) [ 50 Cent ] I been doin' my own thang You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears I'm doin' my thang (haha) I said I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn I'm doin' my thang [ Lloyd Banks ] When I'm knockin' you down, no one can save ya, from the other side of the door It sounds like you going through this (AH) before (AH) My passport is valid, so I'm goin' through Asia Flyin' through Paris, stoppin' in Britain, shoppin' and shittin' (YEAH) If you ain't jumpin' off of the truck, you walkin' We got frozen hearts, get on the bus like Rosa Parks (Rosa Parks) My name papi, so I'm higherin' the price Bitch about to make enough money, to buy you a life (OH) [ 50 Cent ] I been doin' my own thang You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears I'm doin' my thang (haha) I said I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn I'm doin' my thang [ Tony Yayo ] Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yo, yo, I got so many hoes, that my pimp game natural (uh huh) The only time I don't fuck, is in the AIDS capital (YEAH) Look at the watch, you have a hard time seein' it I got so many rocks, they have a hard time breathin' (C'MON) See the cross on my neck? Hoes want to know what's the course on my neck (course on my neck) First she said no, now she almost said yes (almost said yes) Now we in the telly, and we both butt nak, workin' up a sweat (sweat, sweat) [ 50 Cent ] I been doin' my own thang You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears I'm doin' my thang (haha) I said I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn I'm doin' my thang [ 50 Cent ] Yeah nigga (yeah nigga) You know it's me when I'm cruisin' through your motherfuckin' hood And shit nigga, Don't try to act like you don't know it me And shit, You know what I'm sayin'? I didn't put no tints on the motherfucker So you could see me nigga If I'm gonna spend $125,000 on some wheels I want you to get a good look nigga (haha uh) Yeah, look at me, look at the license plate The license plate say: "Get one nigga" (haha) Can you get one nigga? 50 Cent Index Bad NewsLloyd 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 get little (?) mad cause I'm flossin' bad I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab I talk money cause it costs to brag Round here bitches walk round here at the horse's head (?) Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch Y'all sweet like 99 bananas That's 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'm just a playa that found out where the cokes know That's why I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show You and 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 5th grade That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again) [Tony Yayo] Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks See where they rest at and lay with their peeps Now you got the drop, know their daily routine So the 2nd rule please leave the crime scene please 3rd rule pick a day, 4th rule pick a time 5th rule pick a fifth, 6th rule pick a nine And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet So when the shootout you leave him 6 feet deep 8th meet in a fast car with disguise Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes 9th rule don't say shit cause Po-Po listen Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system And the 10th 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 I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again) [50 cent] Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings Stones in my cross the size of your earrings My confidence level's high nigga can't tell Licking my lips (?) like I'm ill, ill 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", and I got shot You so much pressure on me when you compare me to Pac I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter I'll fire shots at the ship and watch the seas scatter my enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies you scared then get the fuck around me Record execs, no not the (?) on my check I come through with my knife cause I'm a pain your neck (YEAH!) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll 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 50 Cent Index I Smell PussySon you smell that? What's that? I smell pussy. Is that you Irv? I smell pussy. Is that you Ja? I smell pussy. Is that you Black? I smell pussy. Is that you Tah? Y'all niggas is pussy I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me) Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me) You niggas get so emotional (emotional) You remind me of my bitch. It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe, But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her) Like being on probation makin' it harder for me to except her as my own she tries to tie up my phone and (phone and) I'm not at home she's thinkin' that I'm not alone probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but see it's hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me mami I'm not your regular nigga I know the game (I know the game) But I don't play by the rules I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'll never lose See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's Say I confuse you play little tricks with your head Catchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bed I'm not here to tease you mislead you or mess up your dreams (nah) I can't say I love you I dont know what that means I'ma pimp. Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy When I first met her I did anything to get her (what?) Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh) Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up But couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain A pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prison Sing-sing is where he biddin' She in the Gucci tights and Findi high heals Baby wipes and cans of Infamil Moter bike and grams of fish scale It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frills Turnin' young niggas with princables to old men with debts And all the prank calls was death threats that bitch had the best sex All across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'll miss me (miss me) Or do you miss the Don Perion and the Cristy I'm fuckin' with you I'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyes Later on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby) Sweet heart your book smart and street smart (uh huh) I knew you was my type from the very very start (yeah) I'm into tongue kissin' and four play all day Mama ain't home so the noise is okay O.D.B you know he like it the raw way Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck Now you learnin' (whoo) The Lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin' My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin' Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection (Yeah) So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and When niggas get out of line I check them man Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy Yeah Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv Runnin' around takin' pictures like you Puff Daddy and the family mothafucka And that bitch Charli Baltimore bitch look like she died last week pale as fuck Paint her hair red think she gone sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit bitch Punk ass mothafuckas All you mothafuckas get wrote on nigga Ain't no mothafuckas leave her alone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga. Fuck all of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feel about you baby (kiss) come on come here girl Come on gimme some love girl Fuck Irv Gotti you know how me and you do baby [laughs] You know they say I'm sexy now Hey Irv your mama got a thing for me. 50 Cent Index |
