: (feat. Young Buck) [50 Cent:] I'm a work of art A ghetto version of Mozart Yeah... haha [Chorus: 50 Cent] I move the keys, they call me the piano
get down down down I get down, I get down down down I get down, I get down down down I get down, I get down down down [50 Cent] I spit it how I live
i cruise wit movie stars the b****** f*** wit me cuz im a paper chaser 50 Cent Why must i be like dat why must i chase a stack i got to get mo money
ova tha bed... I f**ked yo girl Man she even gave me head... I f**ked yo girl From Time to time I hate to tell u that yo xxxxx b mineeee [50 Cent:]
third [50 cent:] You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out me Cause im gettho Picture me pollishing pistols Im comming to get you
50 Cent] Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it, smile (Ha, ha)?Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent
ain?t gotta pistol on me, sure I gotta knife man Get outta line and I?m lightin? your ass up. Semi-automatic spray, I?ll tighten your ass up (What) [
: [Chorus: 50 Cent] My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window My buddy, my buddy
2:] If you're a fly gyal, get your nails done Get a pedicure, get your hair did Boy lift it up, lets make a toast-ah Lets get drunk, its gon bring us
: [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nobody Get Hurt And Nobody Don't Move Just Give It Up Smooth G Unit Motherfucker You Move,I'll Flash My 2 And Blast My 2 G Unit Nigga
: [Chorus] [50 Cent] I'll teach you how to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TV's pop up in a Maybach benz I'll teach you how to stunt Nigga you can
an entertainer would she remain Surrounding me hounding me trying to be my only I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie. [Chorus] [50 Cent] (Yeah) What would fuck me up
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
I ain't gotta say nothin, she just knows By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes Up and down [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent) Whenever
: [50 Cent] Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck... G G G G G-Unit! Haha! [Young Buc] Vacate your home I come to brake your bones Americas nightmare
: [50 Cent] Ahhhhhh! G-Unit! [Intro/Chorus - 50 Cent] Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what
: [50 Cent] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Little Tyrone Toddy gettin' his ass whipped so he holdin' that gat down His momma think it's my fault cause he listen to
: [50 CENT:] G G G G G-Unit. 50 Cent nigga Tony Yayo (yeah) (Drop That Shit) Yeah and it don't stop, I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin block Yeah and