With a price on your mug And fight strips snug right around your hands Niggas sure you can never grab the mic again Dog you fucking with a grown
you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your
Of all of us, it would never be me That would break your heart and make you moan Forsake your name, leave you alone With the sting of a coward's lie
the flood! [scraches] It's strategic man! I planned it! {HAHA! } NOW... follow my footsteps! You know I move proper! Let me inspire you! [scraches] Let me make you
you acting You love me let me hear you say you love me Oh now you don't wanna say it cause everybody listening Ahh you full of shit man It's cool it's cool You love me later You
to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya! I make it hard to breathe! I come with your hustle, air it out! - Make it hard to eat! Have you lookin'
on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what? [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Im 'bout my bread now, Ill cut your head now You know you
for the bread So I line you up and I dent you, you run you're fucked when I catch you You only eat cause I let you I hate the fact that I met you When
bread I I get it, Round the world if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it
' my thang The semi auto spray, run if you get away I'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head You
you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking
You pull it, better bang it Cause niggas will bring it That kush moving faster than crack, nigga it's burning Now move a couple pounds of that, now you
I walk around with a big chrome 9 L's will hit ya passenger, hit ya driver G-Unit, you don't know a fuckin' clique liver (You heard my nigga, you don'
You pull it, better bang it Cause niggas will bring it That kush moving faster than crack, nigga its burning Now move a couple pounds of that, now you
bread I I get it, round the world if ya ask about me theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey
Of Beautiful Women... But You... You Make Me Feel Good... So Good... It's Hard To Describe You Ya Know... It's Everything About You I Mean... Damn! You Make
up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin
.] Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with