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[intro- Tony Yayo]
Yeahhhhhhh... 50 let's put all down!
[verse1- 50 Cent]
I'll put you down nigga!
You can play with rats, with no the bigger
You do well, I do totally different nigga
I'ma streets player, you're my servant, employee
Man, don't evacuate the my rules, now see
You said, 'What? Oh my god, do not kill me'
Phillies, Blunts and ecstasy making your head
You love my bitches when she call you of bread
I bet gold, my black card
TG acronyms of a deer, we start?
Don't think that I am running, it's with you The Game
Get help and some rhymes for the Fat Joe man
I would prefer to die
I'm 50 Cent, nigga, I make my rhyme
[chorus- 50 Cent]
Oh, Stay close to me, and get up
Take you at the hotel
In Ibiza beach, and in the club
In energy now i'll tell
Let's shout: G-Unit!
Let's applaud the 50
Crew, now let's win some bitches
[verse2- 50 Cent]
In Hood I am still walking, I don't supposed to return
Some leaves would I still burn
Call me of gorilla, I'm a G, don't call me monkey
I adore you in my cars, I'm going to burn my money
Out of his cicle vicious, like on play wich vultures
Man of fears, I'm Gangasta folks
This is for us, for you left the coldest
Boy of the westcoast, look these Fendi loafers
You're traveling in my private jet, that's all for us
I don't want see a niggoo of drama
I shot in your hood, I caught control of llama
[chorus- 50 Cent]
Oh, Stay close to me, and get up
Take you at the hotel
In Ibiza beach, and in the club
In energy now i'll tell
Let's shout: G-Unit!
Let's applaud the 50
Crew, now let's win some bitches
[verse3- 50 Cent]
Shit, nigga in the Netherlands is easy to overdose
If you open an guns industry, nigga I'll close
This is my new rhyme, this version is legal
I made you cry? So you call the niggoo
I can still do raining, I'll do a storm
I got you in digitals eyes, you on my palm
I don't see you threaten me, so I am calm
My red Enzo have so many horses to ride
You see me singing in the dry?
Try you take this wave, try!
Fuck nigga, I don't have to respect the system
I have done my fortune, and I don't have but 16
I'm the number 1, not 2 and very least 3
See? You saw my Lotus Elise on the street
See? You saw my Zonda on the street
For Ja I have more bullets, but you can buy?
Yay' I have a Bentley C's in Dubai
You walk by reading about my bullshit?
When you arrived I feel that smell of pussy!
[talking- 50 Cent]
Haha, that was a part of what I feel
I still feel the smell pussy
hahaha not run from me
50 Cent, Slim Shade, G-Unit and Dr. Dre
The command of New York never got out of our hands!
Oh, it will be to keep our city nigga!
Motherfucker, don't think that we're not an eye!
Let's go to hell for you
With a glock in hand, a bulletproof vest in the body
And an image in mind! And also making rhymes!