[50 Cent]
I, know, you, know
I'm, on, fiiiii-re
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
If, you don't know, who I be
You betta ask somebooooody about me
Oh - you wanna be tough nigga,
a look is enough
I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga
If, you don't know, who I be
You betta ask somebooooody about me
And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
[Verse One: Lloyd Banks]
I come from a big city, the streets corrupt
Now I'm rollin with snub-noses to heat you up
Out here niggaz'll do anything to reach a buck
Cause when you broke
you can't afford to fuck ya sneakers up
I take my time, keep my mind on my bank funds
Learn how to seperate the real
from the fake ones
And on my heater nina rep
what could I carry on
My nigga just lost his momma,
and his daddy gone
From now on I can provide
cause my paper's straight
Family losin his legs,
but I can take the weight
Some niggaz hate
but I'll be damned if they hold me down
Front niggaz didn't know me then,
bet they know me now
Blunt and a smile, eventually it'll be a frown
Cause every time
I turn around a nigga locked down
While I'm in the world,
tryin to bring my loot through
Hopin one day we can kick it
like we used to, my nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Young Buck]
Uhh, they never seen 26's on
Hummer
My goal is to try to fuck Trina by
the summer
Some niggaz hate me,
but they only made me
Go and put mo' ice in
my mouth than Baby (bling bling!)
G-Unit and Shady, them dudes is crazy
Next time, we only usin Dr. Dre's beats
Fuck you, pay me, take
your magazine flicks
This ain't no Nelly hurr,
take a good look at this
Got the wrists of a chemist
and the heart of a hustler
Plus I probably done robbed
mo' artists than Russell
Always in trouble, you can blame
my mother
Gave birth to a gorilla and raised him
in the jungle
I ain't crawled, I stumbled across
the Mexican with birds
Papi had coke and new plates
and pounds of herb
Keep my hand on my glock,
and my ear to the streets
I'm a country boi, you can hear it
when I speak
G-Unit!
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 50 Cent]
Bentley is all dreams,
G-5 is understood
I made a nigga heart colder
than December (yeah!)
Don't take much to make my gun go off
One shot'll make a hardrock look oh
so soft (woo!)
If you don't know you betta ask who I be
Or end up in ICU gettin fed through a IV
Down in the Lou', they say they feelin me derrty
In New Orleans they say I'm that nigga,
ya heard me?
From them Southside blocks to Watts,
Westside don't front
You know about them Grapestreet Gangstas,
G'd up
Rollin that weed up
Nigga get outta line, get shot stabbed jacked
Hit with a bat or beat up
Fuck that, we're on that same bullshit
Same forty-cally glock, same full clip
Pussy claat bwoy, ya nah wanna tak wif me
I'm a real rudebwoy, ya nah wanna ruf wif me
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
I, know, you, know
I'm, on, fiiiii-re
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
If, you don't know, who I be
You betta ask somebooooody about me
Oh - you wanna be tough nigga,
a look is enough
I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga
If, you don't know, who I be
You betta ask somebooooody about me
And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
[Verse One: Lloyd Banks]
I come from a big city, the streets corrupt
Now I'm rollin with snub-noses to heat you up
Out here niggaz'll do anything to reach a buck
Cause when you broke
you can't afford to fuck ya sneakers up
I take my time, keep my mind on my bank funds
Learn how to seperate the real
from the fake ones
And on my heater nina rep
what could I carry on
My nigga just lost his momma,
and his daddy gone
From now on I can provide
cause my paper's straight
Family losin his legs,
but I can take the weight
Some niggaz hate
but I'll be damned if they hold me down
Front niggaz didn't know me then,
bet they know me now
Blunt and a smile, eventually it'll be a frown
Cause every time
I turn around a nigga locked down
While I'm in the world,
tryin to bring my loot through
Hopin one day we can kick it
like we used to, my nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Young Buck]
Uhh, they never seen 26's on
Hummer
My goal is to try to fuck Trina by
the summer
Some niggaz hate me,
but they only made me
Go and put mo' ice in
my mouth than Baby (bling bling!)
G-Unit and Shady, them dudes is crazy
Next time, we only usin Dr. Dre's beats
Fuck you, pay me, take
your magazine flicks
This ain't no Nelly hurr,
take a good look at this
Got the wrists of a chemist
and the heart of a hustler
Plus I probably done robbed
mo' artists than Russell
Always in trouble, you can blame
my mother
Gave birth to a gorilla and raised him
in the jungle
I ain't crawled, I stumbled across
the Mexican with birds
Papi had coke and new plates
and pounds of herb
Keep my hand on my glock,
and my ear to the streets
I'm a country boi, you can hear it
when I speak
G-Unit!
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 50 Cent]
Bentley is all dreams,
G-5 is understood
I made a nigga heart colder
than December (yeah!)
Don't take much to make my gun go off
One shot'll make a hardrock look oh
so soft (woo!)
If you don't know you betta ask who I be
Or end up in ICU gettin fed through a IV
Down in the Lou', they say they feelin me derrty
In New Orleans they say I'm that nigga,
ya heard me?
From them Southside blocks to Watts,
Westside don't front
You know about them Grapestreet Gangstas,
G'd up
Rollin that weed up
Nigga get outta line, get shot stabbed jacked
Hit with a bat or beat up
Fuck that, we're on that same bullshit
Same forty-cally glock, same full clip
Pussy claat bwoy, ya nah wanna tak wif me
I'm a real rudebwoy, ya nah wanna ruf wif me
[Chorus]