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Too Hot [intro: DJ scratching] "Niggas bit off Nas ######" - Ghostface Killah "Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep "Niggas bit off Nas ######, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas ######" - Ghostface Killah "Admit if, you bit it, bit it" - G. Dep (Repeat) [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide Either way you go against me, you still gon die I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef You wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief I need a drop for when it's a hot, a hummer for when it's cold An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake niggas fold The ###### I kick ###### with niggas mentally, makes them wanna mention me And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact money I run up on your workers with the mac, like where that pack money I'm a tell ya'll what Papi told me I got what you need, 19,5 a key I stay catching a stunt, frontin' in somethin' mean And I'll clap any nigga for the right amount of cream Run up on them all with the same problem solver Beat up ######, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What! [Chorus] Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock Cause then we gonna run up in your spot Screamin' get the ###### on the floor, give us the Ro' (Repeat) [Verse 2 - Nature] Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo I'm like Sugar Shane Mosley, it ain't no beef You're staring, a ticket holder that sits in row three Next to Ron Artest and Kobe Yo I woulda went pro too, then I let them phillies slow me I'm like a black man's asthma, seeking a pump Breathin' deeper when I'm creeping up Ya'll need to ###### with the tightest, I stick niggas Ensevilitus, leavin' whole families in silence My virus is obvious, past on to most rap fiends Un cured, ain't no vaccine Last seen at the automatic teller machine, maxing out Or in the studio booth, blacking out It's Con Ed style, real twisted, I disappear on some Blair Witch ###### Comin' back I'm rich kid Either or, you can't stop me with my feet in the door Or walk away from the street or the morgue, play your part nigga. [Chorus - Last line cut off] "Niggas bit off Nas" - Ghostface Killah "Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep "Tell these niggas somethin' God" - Ghostface Killah [Verse 3 - Nas] What, yo I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars Tatted on they arms, pimp your moms, like I'm Magic Don Juan From Queens to Hong Kong, weed in the bong We smoke that, leave our minks on the coat rack Those that plot on me, nine times outta ten the nine is on me Feds search the God, but nothin' they find on me When I rap don't wait to clap applaud sooner Unless you hate a nigga like George Bush Jr., I bring awkward to you Porsche maneuvers thru the city like New York sewers Stinkin' up the air, Central Park, horse manure Rims is 22 inches, Benz suspensions 22 inch ###### when I'm pimpin' Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike 50 Cent with Braveheart-ed, we ride to the grave depart us You fake niggas imitate what I started, let's go [intro - Once] [Chorus]

###### You [Chorus: *Scratching*] Pain In Da ###### "###### You" 3x Styles "I don't give a ######" 3x Styles "I don't give a ###### who you are" Pain In The ###### " ###### You" Nas "Niggaz is this and that" Big Pun "I'm even, even better than before" Styles "I don't give a ###### who you are" Pain In Da ###### "###### you" Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best" Styles "I don't give a ###### who you are" Pain In Da ###### "###### you" Nas "Niggaz is this and that" Big Pun "I'm even, even better than before" Styles "I don't give a ###### who you are" Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best" [Verse] Either I'm trippin' off the ecstasy Or I could feel the world turnin' I'm havin' flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin' Comin' up, I was taught never back down That's why I act the way I act now, hold the mac down 32 shots, squeeze til there ain't a shell left Come with my gun smokin', you can smell death They get the first laugh, I get the last laugh homie Hit the gas on it, pull up and mash on 'em There's a lot of talk in the streets about me Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about me Get back to questions, like "50, who shot ya?... You think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?" Nigga, street ###### should stay in the street So, keep it on the low But everybody who's somebody already know A few words for any nigga that get hit the ###### up My advice if you get shot down, is get the ###### up LET'S GO Chorus (Different Variations) [Verse] Maaaaaaaaan I told niggaz not to ###### with me they still push me Figured they'd get away with it cause Tone and Poke ###### I been gone through static, shot at with automatics Since 90, when Nas came out with "Illmatic" If Suge was home, Death Row would be good for me Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out in the hood wit me I've been shot 9 times my nigga that's why I walk funny Hit in the jaw once, why I talk funny With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no care Think my grandma's prayers the only reason I'm here My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep my neck icy That's why you ###### like me, so I'm a heavyweight How dare these niggaz take me lightly? I ain't come to make friends and niggaz aint gotta like me My own homie said "50, you done lost yo' mind" Cause I shootout in broad day, run and toss my nine Chorus [Different Variations] [Verse] Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say "50 ain't hot" When I drop, I'm sound like Eminem and Kid Rock Play the block, with the watch all rocked the ###### up Jukes me, A week later y'all be shot the ###### up Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always crazy This aint how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me The D's call me by my government name I be dumb and shoot up parks Have niggaz runnin' like "Jesus Comin'" There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would question they heart So when they come home, the come home Walking that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede" Talk'll get you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT Sex, money, murder, I gotta eat But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol P+ See, niggaz uptown understand me in the street You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me in the street Ha-ha Chorus [Different Variations]

Be A Gentleman [Chorus] It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say (bwahh nigga take that) Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend [50 Cent] Yo, no more freestyles and verses killin' Sticky and Ja I've movin' on now, I got bigger fish to fry Since 'How to Rob' a lot of niggas been naming names Monkey see monkey do, I done changed the game Still niggas acting like I don't get down or something Like I aint the next nigga to wear the crown or something You gonna talk about your chips till we run in your crib And you gone ask dumb questions like "Can I Live?" Look, If I shoot you, I'm famous If you shoot me your brainless, you said it yourself I'm slick enough to twist your lines and send them back at you Swift enough to snatch the mack and pop that at you Take it personal see if I won't send you to hell I've done told Ton and Pok? they better have my bail But if its over a mil don't put the crib up dun Cause if 50 get free nigga, 50 gonna run [Chorus] 2x It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say (bwahh bwahh, nigga take that) Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend (bo! bo! bo! bo! bo!...It's gangsta) [50 Cent] Look I'm supposed to be cocky, I ain't a po' no mo' I ain't gotta steal from the corna' store no mo' Got my own crib, I ain't sleepin' on the flo' no mo' Bouncers don't try to play me at the do' no mo' But when they see me they say search him "He might have the nine He might shoot this ###### up like Shyne" It's been a while since a new nigga came tight like this Ya man, he aight, but he ain't quite like this Niggas is feelin' it The Benz pullin up on the set (uh huh) Me jumpin out 30 tho on my neck (uh huh uh huh) And since you said it was nothin' to sweat (what) That you was outta line so here's what you get A verbal ###### kickin' Jesus Christ sent me to test ya Let's see how see how he act's under pressure Till Makaveli returns it's 'All Eyez On Me' Till the feds build up cases and find pie's on me [Chorus] 2x It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say (bwahh bwahh bwahh, bwahh nigga take that) Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend (bo! bo! bo!, It's gangsta) It's gangsta, 2000 ###### (Echoing) Ya'll know what you need to do, get together, make a We Are The World record, ###### ###### niggas)

Get Out The Club (50 Cent-talking over beat) It's gangsta nigga It's too gangsta nigga I keep it gangsta nigga Wha wha It's gangsta nigga It's too gangsta nigga I keep it gangsta nigga Wha (50 Cent) Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We wanna parlay wit you (50 Cent) I hate when ###### act like they too good for a nigga (yea) Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a nigga In the club givin niggas the wrong numbers and wrong names ###### why don't you take ya ###### home and quit playin games They on that pretty ###### (what) that high saditty ###### (yea) They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy ###### (woo) I'm gone show em now I'm gone show em how (show em how) How we break it down This is how it's goin down Them ###### think ###### precious Them niggas they wanna test us Got beef so we be wearin vest-es Look I don't give a ###### nigga ###### I aint buyin no ###### Nigga you'll die if you push me Nigga you know I'm holy ###### picture me rollin Hooker probably for paper, cause ###### come wit it I aint joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it While I'm ballin she by my side wit me But if some ###### jump off she aint gone ride wit me Get out the club ###### (Chorus) Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### (50 Cent) My whole team gettin dough ###### On the low ######, friends'll kick a nigga do' down fo sho ###### Shorty we aint trippin, niggas just wanna dance wit cha I mean ###### wont you give a nigga a chance wit you On that pre-Madonna ######, that Dolce & Gabbana ###### Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada ###### I met cha in the parkin lot, ###### woulda been diffrent then You fix ya make-up, so much chrome on my Mercedes Benz I take ya to see Beth in Jersey, but you aint worthy Thats where we buy the ice at the right price ###### you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a nigga Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the nigga ###### hit the fan, we ###### around and murdered a nigga Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin ###### around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen I aint playin wit you ###### you better listen (Chorus) Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### (50 Cent) This a low rider here ######, in L.A. they show me love Niggas be under palm trees twistin Cali bud Call a Crip "Cuz", call a Blood "Dawg" I aint bangin so I holla like "Wat up yall?" ###### know I be buggin when they don't show me no lovin I aint gotta say nuttin, niggas know I be thuggin When ever I'm around motherfuckas stop joke-in They know how I get down, I be ###### Loc-in Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas She like when L lick his lips, the ###### love stars After the club, Ima have her in the hot tub Her and her girlfriend gone show me some puppy love (Chorus) Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### Get out the club ###### Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love ###### Never thought you'd be on that loser ###### You on some movie ###### Get out the club ###### (50 Cent talking over beat) 2000 ###### ###### you know how this ###### goin down This is my ######, from now on this is my ###### Nigga can't eat, nigga can't sleep, nigga can't do ###### Unless I say he can nigga Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches Nigga thats not assault, thats a insult You and every motherfucka that roll wit you You ###### ###### nigga I'ma see you Nigga is sweet like candy I can get cha now or later You ###### up, shoulda murdered me playa Nigga is sweet like candy I don't care how much you pray Nigga I don't care how much you paid And you sweet like candy I can get you now or later, later, playa

U Not Like Me NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's who you get, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your ######' click, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a ######' snitch, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD [Verse] Niggaz wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like me (me) Then walk around with a 9 like me (me) They don't wanna do it, 3 to 9 like me And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me Aiyoo, you think about shittin' on 50... save it My songs belong in the Bible with King David I teach niggaz sign language, that ain't def son *click* *click* you heard that? That mean RUN Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa Pull through, I'll throw a ###### cocktail at ya' car From the last shootout, I got a demple on my face It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty" On the ###### like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy You got fat while we starve, it's my turn I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn Won't learn [Chorus 2X] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me [Verse] Moma said.. Everything that happened to us, was part of God's plan So at night when I talk him, I got my gun in my hand Don't think I'm crazy, cause I don't fear man Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't understand I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan I been coulda killed these niggaz, I'm still waitin In the telly with to whores, a Benz with to doors 32 carrots in the traws, no flaws You see me in the hood, I got atleast two guns I carry the glock, Tony carry my M-1s Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock me D's waitin for my response to lock me This is my hustle, nigga don't knock me You need some ###### with banana clips to try and stop me I'M THE ONE [Chorus 2x] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me [Verse] See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent me back The good die young, I ain't eligable for that I shot niggaz, I been shot, sold crack in the street My attitude is gangsta, so I stand some beef You wanna get acquainted with me, you wanna know me From 3 point range, with a glock, I shoot better then Kobe See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably my Co-D See a ###### gettin in my whip, she probably gon' blow me See the flow is like a 38, it's special yoooooo A country boy tell ya, I'm fittin' to blowwwww I'm more like a pimp, then a trick, you knowwww See, I'm in this for the paper, I don't love the hooos Niggaz broke in the hood, worried about mines Grown ###### men, wearin starter piece shines You know them little pieces, with the little stones Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic You too old for that ###### dog, why don't you stop it Shorty, I been watchin you watchin me Now tell me what you like more, my watch or me Haha [Chorus 2x] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me *Ad-libing to the end*

That's What's Up (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now and then I smile just not today In my hood they let the choppers spray Somebody probably got shot today I named em pop when niggas surfboard You aint stoppin me dawg Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords You will, die by the gun if you aint droppin ya sword I got tattoos as well as lead marks To me ###### is kinda like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target Cause when we come at yo ######, Aladdin wont be the only one the carpet Man you wanna play wit a ringer? I aint a peoples person I'll give my next door neighbor the finger (###### you) Even though I got the ###### in the stores I'm like a nigga that borrow clothes ######, I'm tryin to get in ya draws Man I'll dump a whole clip in ya mans braids ###### love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear bandaids I'm blowin on ###### haze All of a sudden I'm gased, cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait If you aint up on thangs Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game Now I know to keep low when the heat blow I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin the free throw Still get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro I'm ghetto like a patty ya egg-roll Yea they feinin to stick me, they don't know the meanings is wit me Snuck in wit Christina and Brittney You only spend time at the mall On New Years eve a body drops around the same time as the ball (yea) (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) That's what's up (50 Cent) Keep thinkin I'm candy Aint nuttin sweet about me Nigaas talkin in the pens and in the street about me Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make Cause my Deez'll make fiends do the up-town shake I'm a pro, far from a amateur, holdin more keys than your ###### janitor They say "God bless the child that could hold his own" You pay cops to hold you down, I just hold the chrome Every breath I take, every step I take, every move I make I got a ruger on my hip You aint gotta like or love me but you gone respect me You need a fifth and 2 clips to try and check me 12 in the afternoon we can start the clappin Look homie I'm down for that day-time action Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ###### and shot shadder ya bones (yea) (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (Tony Yayo) Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy And even though the kid rappin I still got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit my shoes on Every single night me and my mack get our groove on Don't get moved on Cause I shoot through your bicepts your tricepts Then breeze through ya projects When the coke come back It's the China White And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice Let's ride O T And burn the tape I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank Since Yayo be a fearless man I donate my heart to them niggas that ran And, those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me famous They rather see my moms make funeral arangements I got enough rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks I been spittin that ###### ever since coke crushed You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times Beware of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas Prepare for class Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that Money you tryin to stack I spent it on blunt wraps (Banks) Word to my mother nigga 50 ###### Cent nigga G-Unit nigga We about to gorrilla this industry man Yall niggas better know Yall niggas better fear us nigga Word to my mother nigga ###### yall niggas wanna do 1 2 4 nigga G-Unit 50 Cent Tony Yayo Lloyd Banks nigga Bllllatttt

Rotten Apple (50 Cent) I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation I'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation I tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaation Nigga you play around, I lay you down That's how it's goin' down Don't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeents My headachin', and I need my medicaaaaaaation Niggaz be hatin', they don't know what they faaaaaacin' Nigga you play around, I lay you down That's how it's goin' down I be in court throwin' signs like I'm a maaaaaason Nigga witness against me, I'ma eraaaaaase 'em If they try an runaway, I'ma chaaaaaaase 'em Now with the pound, and I'm a lay 'em down That's how it's goin' down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That's how we get down 22's on the jeep Somthin' deep in the seat When we creep wit the heat That's how we get down (50 Cent) Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk Stick up kids don't live long in New York ###### around and catch the wrong jukes on the street Get caught slippin', then get hit wit' like three In every hood in the US, I'm that nigga they feelin' Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right Teachin' the hoodrats what Cristal taste like I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neck We in the hood nigga schemin', what you expect? My S on 22's leave ya hos confuuuuuused On the track ready to choose, like "Daddy we want you" My love live ain't change, the shorties still hug me Bullet wound in my face, and ###### still love me Now Nelly told you how them country boys talk I came to teach you how we put it down in New York That's how we get down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That's how we get down 22's on the jeep Somthin' deep in the seat When we creep wit the heat That's how we get down (50 Cent) In the city, a young buck'll tell you how the mac spit O.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ###### hit I don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about me I'm the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D. Man it could be the money, it could be the ice It could be they'd like to be me and can't live my life You should here they be sayin' man "50 be flippin'" "Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin'" I know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' murked It's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts Now we can hit the club and get it crunked Or you could start some ######, and I could hit you with the pump, you can have it how you want But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh) Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich? I'll show you how, take this pack, pump these pieces That's how we get down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That's how we get down 22's on the jeep Somthin' deep in the seat When we creep wit the heat That's how we get down

Album : Guess Who's Back ( 2o02) >>> 5o CeNt Killa Tape Intro New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop "G UNIT" "Somthin new" I'm not that nigga in your video I'm not a trick I don't love the hoes and Niggaz know, I be on the low but I miss my dawg and I twist my drawer I'm not that nigga that you think you know I walk around with a big fo-fo You front on me I'm gone get at your dawg I be at rite are your crib, right at your door What up 50? Coming up I ain't have much, but I wanted alot I had paper for a hoopty but I wanted a drop so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz, I did. The older niggaz really wasn't feelin the kid Try to find where I live so they could run in my crib but you can't hustle a hustler I peeped it and slid Back then, Niggaz used to call me bo At six months I told them "Million go tops on Gar-bo" Country came around, hes into clappin country left, same ###### started happening Like "He shot rob for some ends, rob shot joe for some skins, Cory shot drew and we was friends, money turned boys into men The cycle never changes, ###### just starts again.. "naw nigga, ain't nuthin changed nigga, yea I've been gone for a minute, but I'm BACK!" (###### 50 it's good to see you back in the hood) you see my cherry red SL nigga I'm doin good sometimes I can't find the words to say how I feel so, I take a quote from menace "LOOK AT THE WHEELS!!" I'm addicted to stuntin, now that I'm holdin something, I got a trunk full of guns from VA to ? (oh will you let me hold something?) nigga you high or something? I don't play games I'm bout my money nigga buy something! I got a few 5ths, I got a few 9's, Here nigga take one... "yea, don't ever say I don't do nothing for you nigga, you kno don't say I didn't look out for you. KnowhatImean? But make sure nigga that you go catch some jokes when you come back you gonna have my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin? I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me Cuz I ya'll niggaz now, runnin around sayin "50 getting all this rap money and he won't help us" ha ha... Sit tight nigga I'm comin! You know? New ######!!! All the ###### I put out on the mix tapes is for the mix tapes I got a million... ... OH MY GOD!! My ###### is so hot right now I'm in the zone

Hate It Or Love It (G-unit Remix) [intro] Yeah, let's take 'em back Uh huh [Verse 1- 50 Cent] Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold world Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin' felonies My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody I wanna live good, so ###### I sell dope For a fo' ring ring, one of them gold ropes Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope Tossed and turn in my sleep at night Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bike Different day, same ######, ain't nothin' good in the hood I'd run away from this ###### and never come back if I could [Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Game)] Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 2- The Game] I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold And had the whole crowd yellin' free Yayo So niggas better get up outta mine Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C. This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend And it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouse This beef ###### is for the birds and the birds fly south Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth [Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)] Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [bridge- 50 Cent] From the beginnin' to end Losers lose, winners win This is real, we ain't got to pretend The cold world that we in Is full of pressure and pain I thought it would chane But its stayin' the same [Verse 3- Lloyd Banks] How many of them boys is with ya When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bub My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to choke My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a ?? in my coat Now I'm ?? reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listen If I see him an ?? and maybe that'll even the score And if not, then that'll be me on the floor [Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)] Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 4- Tony Yayo] I started out at fifteen, scared as hell I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot With that little duece duece and my triple fat goose Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces Mama with me and when she found my pieces I look back on life and think God I bless We the best on the planet so forget the rest [Verse 5- Young Buck] You know I'm still nice with my cooked game Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn I handle mine just like a real nigga should If I do some time, homie I'm still all good Let me show what a thug that born to die I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four five And I ain't even got my feet wet yet A seven figure nigga who ain't seen awards to check ###### [Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Young Buck)] Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

I Don't Need 'em [intro] Yeah It is what it is man Uh huh [Verse 1] Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started off a robbery, they blew half his face off They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin' The D's came through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin' Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack Figure, I push it to the limit, take this ###### to the max Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm First to let off, last to run, everytime its on [Chorus] I tell niggas to suck my ###### Get the ###### out my face Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' [50 Cent] What, niggas yeah Is there a ######' problem nigga Oh yeah That's what I thought so, ###### [Verse 2] niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy ###### them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire Up a fence runnin, cut my ######' hand on a barb wire ###### crazy, just a different day, its the same ###### Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole ######' brain split They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started Thought they was grindin', well ###### where that money at Thought you was ######, cause you was lettin' paper stack You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya [Chorus] I tell niggas to suck my ###### Get the ###### out my face Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' [Outro] What? Who said they gonna do somethin' to me You must be out your rabbid ###### mind ###### around and kill one of these niggas

So Amazing [Chorus- Olivia] Summer, winter, spring, and fall I'll be around to catch ya calls Cause you're my baby (you're my baby) And I adore you You always brighten up my day I never ever let you wait Cause you're my baby (you're my baby) And you're amazing (so amazing) [Verse 1- 50 Cent] I'm from city to city to shop the show See me I been glidin' across the globe I hustle hard to get the grib fa sho' So when I make time to call you, you should pick up the phone Tell me, whats on your mind when you're alone Have ya touchin' on yourself, girl all in the zone Now if I told you all What things I say would I be wrong Well then I wouldn't be right Matter fact I'd be on the next flight Tryna get it on with you tonight Do the things you like Touch the right spot, have ya piped and hot While the wind blow through your hair in the drop Just lay back, relax to the sounds of the sex And let me to what I do until you climax You can go straight to sleep after its all over In the mornin' roll over and we can start over [Chorus- Olivia] Summer, winter, spring, and fall I'll be around to catch ya calls Cause you're my baby (you're my baby) And I adore you You always right, you're not my date I never ever let you wait Cause you're my baby (you're my baby) And you're amazing (so amazing) [Verse 2- 50 Cent] Yeah I called just to say hope you havin' a nice day You're special, I get into you, oops I mean I'm into you Every chance I get, I find time to spend with you Jet to bring you to me, just to watch a movie Better yet to watch you climb into the jacuzzi Bubbles in the bath, don in the glass Funny how time flies when you full of laughs Its fun but before long, a nigga gotta dash For the lifestyle I live, a nigga need cash To come quick, so I don't ###### with the stash I know you like pumps and boots I like jeeps and coupes, so I grind all the time, just gimme some loot I put a spell on you, I like to call it a spell In the bedroom, workin' it well, I don't kiss and tell But I don't care if you kiss and tell You can tell your girlfriend the details [Chorus x2- Olivia] Summer, winter, spring, and fall I'll be around to catch ya calls Cause you're my baby (you're my baby) And I adore you You always right, you're not my date I never ever let you wait Cause you're my baby (you're my baby) And you're amazing (so amazing)

God Gave Me Style [Chorus] God gave me style God gave me grace God gave me style God gave me grace God put a smile on my face Haha, God put this smile on my face God made me shine like the sun God make me shine like the sun Sometimes I feel like I'm the one Sometimes I feel like I'm the one It ain't my fault [bridge] I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down [Verse 1- 50 Cent] Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me When my cds drop, they sell the best You call it luck, why can't it just be I'm blessed I'm a trackstar, runnin' through life, chasin' my dream ?? I may even trade in a mic in for a triple beam I zone off thinkin' is there really heaven or hell So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell Got a date with destiny, she's more than a girl Don't much good come from me, but my music Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it (Yeaaah!) [Chorus] God gave me style God gave me grace God gave me style God gave me grace God put a smile on my face Haha, God put this smile on my face God made me shine like the sun God make me shine like the sun Sometimes I feel like I'm the one Sometimes I feel like I'm the one It ain't my fault [bridge] I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down [Verse 2- 50 Cent] Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself I'm drink off in the crowd, by myself Thinkin' bout nothin' more than life, what else These days its hard to tell who really cares for me So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me I put a message in my music, hope it brightens your day If times are hard, when you hear it, know you'll be okay A O.G. told me God's favorites have a hard time You out the hood, that's good now stay on the grind I'm a spunge, knowledge and wisdom, my ?? off fast I'm in a class by myself, you do the math [Chorus] God gave me style God gave me grace God gave me style God gave me grace God put a smile on my face Haha, God put this smile on my face God made me shine like the sun God make me shine like the sun Sometimes I feel like I'm the one Sometimes I feel like I'm the one

Build You Up [Jamie Foxxx] La la la la la la Ooh I'd lie for you baby Ooh I'd die for you baby [50 Cent overlapping] I build you up But if ever I fall down And I need you to pick me up Promise me you'll be around Hold me down I'll build you up [Verse 1- 50 Cent] Listen if you let me, I'll be the reason you shine Its a secret I want the world to know that you're mine But on some real ######, communications could be better So I'm writin' a song, instead of a love letter They can play it on the radio, a hundred times a day I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think of me I wanna get to know ya and be the reason you smile Girl, you know where I'm from, you know how I get down When times are tough, tell me that I'm special Not rap, I mean me, that I'm special You know they say diamonds are a girl's best friend Precious stones, could you put me before them If so, I'll see to it that they always around Nothin' but the best now, how does that sound If I talk with you, when we talk you can keep it Girl, you on my mind all the time, its a secret [Chorus x2- Jamie Foxxx] Baby I'll build you up Girl if I, never show I have you by my side I build you up Girl I need to know for sure you're mine I need to know for sure [Verse 2- 50 Cent] I think about you thinkin' that you feel the same way Was it just my imagionation again runnin' away If you ready to ride girl come on let's roll G-55 fly ma let's go Its hard to measure the pleasure of havin' you in my present Your smile makes me smile, I'll show you my style We can shop a lil bit, I pick out my ###### One pair at a time, till your shoe games sick Now who knows what the future holds, we'll be together probably For better or worst, like Whitney and Bobby If you wanna play house, we can play house then But wait why pretend if you can move in Before I be your buddy in bed, let me be your best friend Girl, its more than ######, I want your trust You keep it real with me, I'll keep it real with you Cause I know with you by my side, there's nothin' I can't do [Chorus x2- Jamie Foxxx] Baby I'll build you up Girl if I, never show I have you by my side I build you up Girl I need to know for sure you're mine I need to know for sure

Position Of Power [intro] Hahaha I told niggas not to shoot dice with me Look at this stack I got money I got money Hahaha [50 Cent] Aww nigga don't trip I'll kill ya if you ###### with my grip I won't hesitate to let off a clip Aww nigga don't trip You gon' make me get on some ###### Run up on you quick What up, you're whipped Aww nigga don't trip You gon' get ya monkey ###### hit Run in ya whip tryna ###### with my clique Aww nigga don't trip Case you didn't know who this is Its 50 Cent ######, G-Unit Aww nigga don't trip [Verse 1- 50 Cent] I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam ?? loud gold top down, nigga ###### I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz ######, ruger in my hand Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand I plan to head out west and plant my feet down A nigga big as King King in the street now I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib Its palm trees and pretty ###### out in Cali kid I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks Have some supermodel ###### come and suck on my ###### My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and ###### niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb [Chorus- 50 Cent] nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power You ###### around if you wanna [Verse 2- 50 Cent] Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch niggas know my stage, they don't ###### with me son You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun This is that ferrari F-50 ######, its real layed back Type ###### you recline to in the Maybach I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz You get the same ###### for ten bodies, you get for one cuz I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain You know a nigga still really tryna move cane Make a lil extra money on the side mayn I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin' I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack Goin' to see my ***eler, so I can blow a stack [Chorus- 50 Cent] nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power You ###### around if you wanna

My Toy Soldier [intro- 50 Cent] You ready? OK let me wind you up Do it exactly the way i say do it man, these niggas are ######, you heard me? Get up nice and close (yeah!) [Chorus- 50 Cent] I put that battery in his back I'm the reason why he move like that That's my mu'###### toy Soldier I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier I say it's on, then it's on Until ya life is over, ###### wit my Toy Soldier If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier [Verse 1: 50 Cent] This is so close, now follow instructions Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck him I ain't got no conscience, them whores are nothin' They ain't wit us, they against us, We supposed to touch em Here's what to do if you see him approach me, Pop that nigga, "I dont care if you know me. Half the niggas hatin on me used to be homies I don't trust em when they smile or when they frown, cause they foney Everytime I come around they call the police on me Thats why the D's in the precinct know me They know 'bout my rap ######, they know bout how i clap people I'm like I'm in a track meet, swift wit the mack , B You could see the envy in they eyes fa sho mayne Mad as a ###### that I'm holdin See me in the back of the Phantom Rollin Quick to make examples outta niggas fa sho man Hold me down [Chorus] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Shoot, Stab, Kill mufucka You ain't bout it I don't want ya around, ###### Every word out my mouth is felt That ?? I pop, the hollows so hot, yo ###### will melt Barber razor in the club, stunt n I'll give you a ?? stich, gored, ya head all taped up niggas know how I get down, see they know when I'm around Haha, my soldiers around in this, some ###### go down, and a nigga get laid down Its no surprise cause niggas know how I get down Black tint on the Testarossa, Hammer out the holster, gat in my lap in case u gotta get clapped You monkey niggas swing through my hood, we on that gorilla ###### You clap off and miss, we come back and start killin ###### Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla ###### We organize discipline, plus we militant [Chorus] [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] [Wierd intro by Yayo] I'm in that coupe phantom, and the bodies kitted Waves in my head, lookin like tsunamis hit it niggas scheme, the infrared beam's on the mac I put green on yo head like an Oakland A's hat My boy was a dolja, now he a soulja My lil' son ?? lettin off the ruger In a whip mashed up, lookin for his enemies Ridin and gassed up off double D batteries Mass casualties, is hooked to them IV's 50 gimme the word, thats when I squeeze Click clack, take that, fall back, its a contract 50 grand, and 50 man [chorus]

Gunz Come Out [Chorus x2] Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about) Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out [Verse 1] I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind They say I'm ######' crazy, they think I'm out my mind Cause I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll In that new Rolls with the suicide doors 22 inch chrome, a nigga money low You try to touch me, I put out ya get ya brains blown You go against the grain, ###### and you on ya own You right there in my zone, welcome to the terridome The ice blowin' my chain, blood blow in my veins Blue still in the range, I'm doin' 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 touch a dime of mine thug and your ###### dead [Chorus x2] Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about) Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out [Verse 2] In the hood, hoopty, hate low, niggas don't know I'm around Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress Hard niggas finna' soften up when that lead touch 'em You cut 'em once and keep fight, ###### it just keep cuttin' em Its real killa instinct, kill or be killed Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel ###### around and get ya cap peeled nigga you know the drill, Brownsville Flat bush, ground heights, Brooklyn Zoo Feed the wolves, they eat the food And they ?? fathom too nigga welcome to the jungle, New York New York Gangstas who signed ?? actually let their guns talk I'm cool with some bloods, I'm cool with some crippes I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga I got extra clips I don't know karate, but I split the bricks I don't love 'em loverboy, we the ###### ###### [Chorus x2] Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about) Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out [Verse 3] I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya In case your dumbass wanna tussle AR-15, co-exist to make the shell case muffle Scope, ?? run you're still dead Hit your calf, hit your ######, hit ya back, then your head Contract killa, murder for the scrilla Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready No exception to the rule, death is promised Plus I just bought my niggas new macs and llamas Got respect for you, ?? I will comodate you One phone call and niggas will exterminate you No future ######' with me, there's no tomorrow niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit ya the hardest [Chorus x2] Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about) Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out

Just A Lil' Bit [intro] Yeah Shady Aftermath G-Unit [Verse 1] ###### baby all I need is a lil bit A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this ###### Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang Let me see it go up and down Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang Can you make it go round and round I step up in the club, I'm like who you with G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves I don't give a ######, I do what I wan' do I hit your ###### up, boy I done warned you Better listen, when I talk, nigga don't trip Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this ###### I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go Then I'ma get shorty here and I'ma let her know [Chorus] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how I live in a lil bit I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit Get to lickin' and -- a lil bit [Verse 2] This is 50, comin' out your stereos Hard to tell though, cause I switched the flow Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro' Pockets on swoll cause I move the O's My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze Come get ya ######, she on me dawg She musta heard about the dough Now captain come on and save a hoe I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain Number one on the chart, all the time mayn When the kid in the house, I turn it out Keep the dance floor packed, thats without a doubt And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn I get close enough to her so I know she can hear System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear [Chorus] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how I live in a lil bit I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit Get to lickin' and -- a lil bit [bridge] Baby you got me feelin' right (ya heard me) My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me) I ain't playin', I'ma tryna ###### tonight (ya heard me) Clothes off, face down, ###### up, c'mon [Chorus x2] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how I live in a lil bit I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit Get to lickin' and -- a lil bit

Disco Inferno [Hook x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it, Better Yet put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..shake.. shake that ###### girl. [Verse 1] Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house - bounce, y'all already know what I'm about. The flow sounds sicker over Dre' drums n*gga, I ain't stupid - I see Doc and my dope come quicker. Whoa! Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch - I'm like bounce that assss girl. I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here. Oooohh. I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. So gully, so grimey, what's good? Outside, the Benz on dubs - I'm in the club wit the snubs - don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'. Uuuhhh. [Hook x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it, Better Yet put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake.. shake.. shake that ###### girl. [Verse 2] Let's party, everybody stand up. Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Sip champagne and burn a little greenery. This hot. Disco Inferno, let's go. You are now rockin wit a pro. I get toed to flip dough to get more, fo sho'. Get my drank on n*gga on the dance floor. Look homie I don't dance all i do is this. It's the same 2-step wit a lil' twist. Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to this. Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this ######. You mix a lil' Cris with a little Don Perignon. And a lil' Hennessy, you know we 'finna carry on. Hollerin' at these snakes in da club tryin' to get right, we gonna be up in this ###### 'til we break daylight. [Hook x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it, Better Yet put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake.. shake.. shake that ###### girl. [Verse 3] You see me shinin', lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin'. Uh-huh. Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupe and switchin lanes. U see me rollin, you know I'm holdin, I'm about my paper, yeah. N*gga I'm serious, I ain't playin', I'm embeded in ya brain, I'm off the chain. G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Hands up on the dance floor, ok let's go! [Hook x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it, Better yet put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake.. shake.. shake that ###### girl.

Ryder Music [intro] Yeah Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back, crew [Verse 1] Here's a taste of my life, its bitter and sweet I put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don't ###### with these clown niggas In a race for the cheese, I run laps around niggas Soon as I step on stage, the crowd applauds Soon as my sneaker wear in stores, Reebok start sore I ain't gotta say I'm a boss, niggas can tell The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel The ###### journalist write about me, get me confused Have me feelin' like the heavy weight champ when he lose I read somewhere, I'm homophobic shiiit Go through the hood, there's mad niggas on my ###### Now we can get hostile or we can do this smooth T&T around, I can still make blow move [Chorus x2] This is what you call ryder music All the gangstas are ridin' to it Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it When we ride to that ryder music (let's go) [Let's go] [Verse 2] Last year, I woke up, a good look, ###### it feels good On the low, I done ###### half of Hollywood Had your favorite actress from your favorite shows In my favorite position, you know how it goes In my Bentley bumpin' Prince ###### "This is When Thugs Cry" This is what it sounds like when hollow tip slugs fly Homie, this is somethin' you can ride and smoke to Stay on point, cause niggas will ride and smoke you Jealousy's for women, but some niggas is ###### made They make you wanna run across they're head with a switch blade They point their finger at me, sayin' I'm bug My flows crack you listen, your ######' brains on drugs Look, ice drippin' on my neck, hands grippin' on the tec Fool trippin' through the set, you can get ya ###### whipped Cards missin' out my deck, screws loose show respect You try to come at me kid, your ###### better come correct [Chorus x2] This is what you call ryder music All the gangstas are ridin' to it Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it When we ride to that ryder music (let's go) (Let's go) [Verse 3] My mama gave birth to a winner, I gotta win Pray to Lord, forgive me for my sins Still thuggin', cruisin', rims gleamin' Like the stones on my wrist Zonin', guess this is how it feels to be rich Homie, you hustlin' backwards if you chasin' a ###### Stupid, chase the paper, they come with the ###### I'm fallin', in love with success Entrepeneure, kinda sewer, I maneuver the best Rowin', ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle As wise men speak, I listen and learn A man dies, a baby's born, my niggas the world turns Rappers, I make 'em sick when I say I'm the ###### They mistake my confidance for arrogance, they hate on the kid In '99, I had a vision and made a decision Bein' broke is against my religion, now picked up [Chorus x2] This is what you call ryder music All the gangstas are ridin' to it Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it When we ride to that ryder music (let's go) (Let's go)

A Baltimore Love Thing [intro- 50 Cent] She loves me, she loves me not Yeah she loves me not [Verse 1- 50 Cent] The fiends need me, I ain't around it, bones ache Detox, rehab, cold sweat, watch 'em shake I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag Take one hit, I slide off to the land of the H man When we first met, I thought you'd never doubt me Now you tryna leave me, you'll never live without me Girl, I'm missin' you, come and see me soon Tie your arm up, put that lighter under that spoon Now put that needle to ya arm princess, stick it in Relapse you fat ######, don't ever try that again All that ###### I did for you, I made you feel good We have a love thing, you treatin' this like its just a fling What we have is more sacred than a vow or a ring You broke my heart, you dirty ###### I won't forget what you did If you give birth, I'll already be in love with your kids Listen, I don't give a ###### if your ###### start smokin' But we have a bond and its not to be broken [Hook x2- 50 cent] We got a love thing where you try to leave me But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl ######' with me, you can be all you can be [Verse 2- 50 Cent] Baby you know, on the low your sister be eyein' me I'm good lookin', so you know, sure she be tryin' me I heard she bisexual, she ###### with that girl But boy, oh boy, ######' wit me is a whole 'nother world After that first night, she fall in love, then chased a feelin' I hung out with Marvin when he wrote "Sexual Healing" Kurt Cobain even good friends, Ozzy Ozbourne too I be with rock stars, see you lucky I'm ######' with you I chill with Frankie Lyeman and Jimmy Hendrix crew See this is new to you, but to me this ain't new I live a lavished life, listen if the mood is right Me, you, and your sister can do the do tonight I never steer you wrong, you're hyper I make ya calm I be the incentive and reason for you to move forward Let's make a date, promise me you'll come and see me Even if it means you have to sell ya mama's TV I love you, love me back, no one said lovin' me'd be easy [Hook x2- 50 cent] We got a love thing where you try to leave me But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl ######' with me, you can be all you can be [Verse 3- 50 Cent] I love you, I got you barefooted on glass, chasin' a dove That monkey on your back, symbolizes my love Your friends talk bad about me ######, you sit there and listen to 'em Over and over you hurt me, my love is unconditional They talk to you when you up, you down they got nothin' to say But when you call, I'll come runnin', I'll always take the pain away They set you up, to let you down, they crowned you prom queen Fiddle about me behind your back, they call you a ######' fiend Can we just be alone, so I can kiss and hug you Plus me beside you, no other man can loves you like I do Call me daddy, I'll make you feel good, I mean real good I found pleasure in pleasin' you, like a real man should It was written long before, it was carved in a tree Forever me and you baby we were meant to be There's more to life than laughter, what brought us together was fate And we'll be hand in hand, when you walk through those pearly gates And to see to that, I'ma do whatever it takes [Hook x2- 50 cent] We got a love thing where you try to leave me But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl ######' with me, you can be all you can be

Ski Mask Way [intro] Yeah I'm Tryin to catch me sumthin I'ma catch you sumthin [Chorus] nigga that watch is nice that's what you bought from me that chain is nice that's what you bought from me them earrings is nice That's what you bought from me? Take that ###### off, move I'll break you off properly I get mine the fast way, ski mask way Make money Make money, money, money nigga if you ask me It's the only way Take money Take money, money, money [Verse 1] You wanna spray at me? Go head The last nigga that tried Got hit, keeled over, and bled 'til he died Ya little sister callin you stupid Reason why? Her and ya momma in the livin room now hog-tied I came up wit two new ways to get rich I cant wait Got a brand new cig and that old thirty eight I be scheming to put a lil' bread on my plate Watchin Dre serve skunk through the hole in the gate I stick a nigga for his shine sell em' back the next day You thought I really wanted ya ###### ###### please This is stash house, jack pot, leave her them keys My black g-unit hoody just reak of marijuana Cocaine comin out my pores in the sauna Im serious man I'm so sincere This the flow right here that ###### up Jeffery's career Make money, take money Yeah nigga yeah [Chorus] nigga that watch is nice that's what you bought from me that chain is nice that's what you bought from me them earrings is nice That's what you bought from me? Take that ###### off, move I'll break you off properly I get mine the fast way, ski mask way Make money Make money, money, money nigga if you ask me It's the only way Take money Take money, money, money [Verse 2] Whos dat peepin in my window Wow The feds on me now They know when im sleepin They know when im wake I know they got my phone taped im screamin ###### jake Im tryin to stay out them pens, so I switched states Bad news V-A now that sounds great I see niggas wit that ice on, rims shined up This towns one big ###### waitin to get ###### I holla at A-I peoples to get gats They charged me 500 a piece for two macs Then im back doin me Im back out on a spree Catch me n' niggas slippin out pumpin dat D Give me a lil' crew I'll have em' pumpin for me The more product I take the more paper we see Change my name in N-Y they don't know where I be Yeah a nigga doin dirt but a nigga low key [Chorus] nigga that watch is nice that's what you bought from me that chain is nice that's what you bought from me them earrings is nice That's what you bought from me? Take that ###### off, move I'll break you off properly I get mine the fast way, ski mask way Make money Make money, money, money nigga if you ask me It's the only way Take money Take money, money, money

Get In My Car [intro] Uhhhhh Yeah Uhhhhh Yeah [Verse 1] I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it I make it hot, ###### freeze up when I come through Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel I might smile and say whats up but I don't ###### with you niggas My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to push me Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at ###### We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we ###### sure ain't friends So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims If your ###### wanna roll, I'ma let her get in I don't play but I'm a playa till the ######' end [gunshots] [Chorus x2] I got no pickup lines I stay on the grind I tell the hoes all the time ###### get in my car (###### get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes And when I open that do' ###### get in my car [Verse 2] Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh I'm the shyiiit Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya ###### I ain't ?? these hoes, man I'm bout my paper If your ###### really bout it nigga I'm gon' take her Backseat of my jeep, ###### till I ###### up her make up Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey My game ###### with a ###### brain till she think she wifey Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me Committment for me, uhh nah not likely One hour, Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin' But then the next week, nah man it was nothin' [gunshots] [Chorus x2] I got no pickup lines I stay on the grind I tell the hoes all the time ###### get in my car (###### get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes And when I open that do' ###### get in my car [Verse 3] Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high First its pain when you ###### for love, then its smooth and calm Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm Its a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enough Find out when you ######' broke, love won't get you on the bus Man you should see the pretty ###### that be sexin' me They suck ###### that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love 69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh? My conversations so deep, I get in your head Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over and I'm in the bed [gunshots] [Chorus x2] I got no pickup lines I stay on the grind I tell the hoes all the time ###### get in my car (###### get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes And when I open that do' ###### get in my car [Outro] Hahaha Quit playin' ###### get it You know you wanna ride with a nigga 50 Cent G-G-G-G-G-Unit [Gunshots]

Outta Control [intro- 50 Cent] Yeah Shady Aftermath [Chorus- 50 Cent] I know somethin' you didn't know I make you beg for more Everybody's on the floor Goin', goin' outta control [bridge- 50 Cent] Set it off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off nigga I said set if off [Verse 1] Sick with it boy, better get wit it what In the club, I get it goin' goin' uhh Just move it to the music its on To the sound of 50 MPRE Everythings calculated in time percised Never move another mill let's get right aight This test is my ?? choice I'm high off life Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice Shorty do what you wanna do Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna move Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise Its whatever you want, the fact is I got more than I flaunt [Chorus- 50 Cent] I did my thang in the club Every chance I get, I tear it up Dance floor, jam-packed I got 'em goin', goin' outta control [bridge- 50 Cent] Set it off from your left dawg Set if off from your right dawg Set it off nigga I said set it off [Verse 2] System thumpin', dance floor jumpin' We thirty deep in this ######, we stuntin' Thats what you get, you in my hood I thought you understood You know me, VIP, no ID Bottles in DP, I do it real BIG ###### break their necks to be where I be Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe Doc got the antedote and send the drugs in the nose Can you feel it, Slim said for me to make ya feel it And remind you that you rockin' with the realest [Chorus- 50 Cent] I did my thang in the club Every chance I get, I tear it up Dance floor, jam-packed I got 'em goin', goin' outta control [bridge- 50 Cent] Set it off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off nigga I said set it off [Verse 3] I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up I do my thang in the club with the burner tounge Till the speakers all blown we gon' turn it up And do that ###### thang, yeah do that mayn Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the flo' A little dose of it, now I want some more No body put that thang on me like that before I be a fiend for it, its the way you move But I ain't payin' for it, cause I ain't no fool If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it [Chorus- 50 Cent] I did my thang in the club Every chance I get, I tear it up Dance floor, jam-packed I got 'em goin', goin' outta control [bridge- 50 Cent] Set if off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off nigga I said set it off

Candy Shop (feat. Olivia) [intro: 50 Cent] Yeah... Uh huh So seductive [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollypop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] You can have it your way, how do you want it You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho In the hotel or in the back of the rental On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider I'm a seasons vet when it come to this ###### After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha) [Chorus] [bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia] Girl what we do (what we do) And where we do (and where we do) The things we do (things we do) Are just between me and you (oh yeah) [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Give it to me baby, nice and slow Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo You ain't never heard a sound like this before Cause I ain't never put it down like this Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs Had me thinking 'bout that ###### after I'm gone I touch the right spot at the right time Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind So seductive, you should see the way she wind Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on And we gon' sip til every bubble in every bottle is gone [Chorus 2x]

Gatman And Robbin (feat. Eminem) [intro- Eminem & 50 Cent] Gee wilikers Gatman they got me surrounded I'm on my way [Chorus- 50 Cent & Eminem] I got a gatman There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ###### revolver and a bat, man What the ###### are you retarded You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed They say Batman [Verse 1- 50 Cent] Robin, Cagney or Lacey, it's 50 cent and Shady The worst baby, put your hands on my people I'll be act crazy, put a hole thru ya front and ya back maybe But dude if you try me, I'll have ya ###### hooked up to an IV I'll leave ya witnesses when I ride B You ###### with me, you see I'll be actin' like an animal, I'll tear you apart If the masterpiece was murder, I'd major in art niggas knew I wasn't wrapped too tight from start But bein' a little off, landed me on top of the charts (whoo) So you take the good with the bad, I guess Level three Teflon plate on my chest And my ###### back hollow tip in the chamber Will daint ya, anger will change ya And make ya aim that and squeeze [Chorus 50 Cent & Eminem] I got a gat man There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ###### revolver and a batman ###### you retarded, you touch 50, I'll leave you dearly departed We're walkin away from a beef, in which clearly you started I said, were walkin away, did u hear me? You oughta Be thankful that we aint beefin. Were still breathin and just leave it at THAT That's when me and 50 and g-unit hop back in the BAT Mobile it aint gonna be no more rap its gonna be RRRAT Retaliation will be like them Muslim Shiite ATTACKS Some where along the line its like me and 50 made PACT He's got my back, I got his back, BACK Its almost like were kinda, like Siamese twins Cuz when we beef, we pull each other in, To the bull ###### like were conjoined at the hip, Its just unavoidable, some of the ###### is squashable Some ######'ll never bother us Some of it will just simmer at best, if left alone but let it be known there will be no sit downs With no Daves and 'Zinos There will be no peace discussions with me There aint gone be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea Just quit ###### with me and ill gladly quit ###### with you Just spit ya 16 and do what you gotta do to get through Without mentionin me or the machine or Jimmy Iovine Or Dre or 50 or D-Twizzy, Obie and just let it be Or we'll be back with a:. [Chorus- 50 Cent & Eminem] Gatman There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ###### revolver and a batman What the ###### are you retarded You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed [Verse 3- 50 Cent] nigga you get it twisted, you can get ya wig splitted I don't give a ######, I don't care if police know I did it Man I hustle, I get money, in the sunshine or a blizzard I go hard for that paper, homie I just gotta get it Got 'em on the screen, I'm plottin' in the county and I'm with it You cross me and you gon' make a cemetary visit That's gangsta, you know me I told it, cuz I live it Showcases drop, when that chopper chop Way up the block, get hit with copper tops When drama pop, the llama pop And it won't stop, you can run, call the cops They say no, niggas know how I be on it That ###### you got, put my pistol to you I want it Its not a game, perfect ai,m you feel the flame Up against ya brain, man its so hot I'll make ya wish it rained [Chorus- 50 Cent & Eminem] I got a gat man There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ###### revolver and a bat, man What the ###### are you retarded You touch Shady I'll leave you down Leave the party