50 CENT

[! M@ro@mD !]

Album : 50 Cent Is The Future, 2002 >>> 5O CeNt

 

 

 

"U Should Be Here"

 

[intro]

YEAH!, (yeah), your rockin' wit the toast of New York

Tony Yayo (Tony Yayo), Lloyd Banks (Lloyd Banks), 50 Cent (50 Cent)

G-UNIT (G-Unit), and here we go!

 

 

[50 Cent - Singing (Male voice)]

You should be here wit me ######

You should come and make me rich

Girl you know you need a pimp

Girl you know you drive me crazy (drive me crazy)

You should be here wit me ###### (ew, ew, girl)

Girl you know you drive me crazy

######, (you should be here)

 

[50 Cent - Verse 1 (w/male voices)]

Bright and early in the mornin' come up short with my money

And for sure I'll kick your ###### ###### (what you say)

(You should be here) You ######' with them other niggaz

But you know you love the niggaz, switch to a pimp ###### (######)

(You should be here) You fit into my stable of hoes

You from Atlanta, I'm from New York, but I'm "throwin them bows"

(You should be here) Right here next to me

Girl I know you tired of ######' for free (WOO, Sing along)

 

[Chorus 1 - 50 Cent]

(You should be girl)

You should be that ###### that come, everytime I call

(You should be girl)

You should be down on your knees, tryin' to break me off (uh huh, uh huh)

(You should be girl)

You should be that ######, that buy me ###### all the time

(Well I wish you were)

You should be my bottom ######, out on the grind (you should be here)

 

[Verse to - Lloyd Banks]

Bust in your ######, winter, spring, or summer

I'm a winner, I'm ain't a regular nigga, ho (Lloyd Banks)

(You should be here) Runnin' wit a pro, I ain't a beginner

Niggaz knows, what, you up on 'em sinners, no (Hell no)

(You should be here) Walkin' the track, Grain Hill, sleeves, snow

Anythinh to speed up the process of the cash flow (gotta get that money man)

(You should be here) Catchin' a date, and breakin'll keep me straight

Even if you gotta take it in the ###### ho (you take it in the ######)

 

[Chorus 1- 50 Cent]

(You should be here) You should be that ###### that come (uh huh)

Everytime I call (I told ya'll ######)

(You should be here) You should be down on your knees

Tryin' to break me off (You should be)

You should be that ######, that buy me ###### all the time

(Yo, 50 get on that 50 ###### one time, my nigga)

You should be that bottom ######, out on the grind

 

[Verse 3 - 50 Cent]

Uh, yeah, (you should be here)

Look, I don't really need you, I get my dough, ######

I got some Coupe's, I got some jeeps, I got some mo' ######

(You should be here) I stay wit some hoes, cause I use those twos (uh huh)

I keep a Benz, I keep some rims, and I stay with some jewels

(You should be here) I'm internationally known, man everybody know me

Way down in McNolly, they feelin' me wodie

(You should be here) But you can catch me in Houston, with Bun and Pimp C ©

Or in Miami, wit Luke and VIP (yeah)

 

[Chorus to - Male voice singing]

(You should be), you should be here with me babe

You should be here with me babe

(You should be) Girl you know you drive me (sing along)

Girl you know you drive me crazy

(You should be) You should be here with me babe (ew, ew, girl)

(Girl I wish you were here) I just wanna drive ya babe

You should be here

 

[Outro - Man from intro, talking]

I told ya'll ###### G-UNIT is takin' over this ###### man (takin' over this ###### man)

(You should be here) We run the hood

and we run these ######' offices (and we run these ######' offices)

Ya'll be wiling if (you should be here)

If ya'll hear (hear), the ######' (######')

Chase these crackers that's cuttin' us right now

(You should be here) Man you still local

I'm out the hood man (I'm out the hood man) (c'mon)

 

[Chorus 2]

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Bump Dat Street Mix"

 

[Tony Yayo]

New ######

Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon

 

[HOOK: 50 Cent]

Bump Dat

Niggas try to stunt on my click

Then when I get on that ######

I bring it to 'em where they pump at

12 Gauge mashberg

No shell in the head

Before you put in work, you gotta pump that

You done hit a nigga with it and you runnin to polices

Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that

This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it

50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat

 

[50 Cent]

My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun, you ain't a cop"

Looked at him and said "Sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot"

Wanna go to show-and-tell and show the class my glock?

Show 'em the clip

Show 'em the beam

Show 'em how Daddy lean

In the convertible Jag

22 inch mags

For a high school drop out, ######, that ain't bag

I'm not a blood or a crip, I'm doing my own thang

G-UNIT

######, I done started my own gang

I don't go that funny dance

I don't throw gang signs

But I'm a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine

Think all I do is rap, then you don't know me good

Have Smurf hangin out the sun roof to light up your hood, man

Cause Lethal ain't never seen Blaco comin'

But if he did .. you think he woulda started runnin?

And I move with the Doublemint Twins and two macs

And leave you flat your back

BRRAT

Take that

 

[HOOK]

 

[Tony Yayo]

I gotta half a mil deal with no diploma

Ice so blind it give your ###### glaucoma

Its hard to live, but its easy to die

So I'm going through life lookin death in the eye

These rappers ain't gun slingers

They R&B singers

G-Unit, come thru with some guerilla niggas

Minimum wage ain't gonna pay the rent

Cause the seats in the coupe got the Fendi print

And this ###### right here for the listeners pleasure

I'm still on the strip with the fifth and my ever

Its T-O-N-Y

Stay with a semi

Milk your crack spot - till the ###### be bone dry

You think you pump hard? Nigga I pump harder

My phone ring so much, I walk around with the charger

When the D's come around, I'ma swallow my crack

###### the work out later, and hit 'em with that

If it's a direct sale

I'ma change the bill

Tryin to push the new Range cause they changed the grille

Look nigga we icey thugs

We stay with them things so we stay with some Nike gloves

 

[HOOK]

 

[Tony Yayo]

Just havin fun with this rap ######, man

It never stops

My man 50 done put out, what, three albums on the street?

And y'all ain't even hear the new ######

Just keep goin' and goin' and goin'

######' Duracell Battery

It never stops

Word up

G-Unit

Sha Money XL

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Banks Workout"

 

[50 Cent]

I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS

But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS

Nigga yous front you gon get shot down

We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit

Nigga ain't nuttin change

You move I'll blow your brains

 

[Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent IN CAPS)]

These niggaz don't really want war (nah)

They just walk around frontin

Cause I walk around stuntin

Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea)

If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door

I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh)

###### livin positive, cause negativity spreads faster

A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car

Cause big hits come flyin through ya door like Casper (WOO)

I'm smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar

Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh)

Not the type to go spark metal in

Start thinkin you gangsta cause you hit a park yellow van (yea)

Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man

Talk tough, til you get cuffed and start tellin ######

Everyday I got a new ###### and when I'm done wit her

It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it (GOD ######)

You only gon wind up dead tryin to prove ######

I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea)

I gotta have bucks on the waist

I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA)

Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh)

Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space

You could either get bucked or get ya ###### jumped

The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump

I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew

Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple (UH-HUH UH-HUH)

I know you wanna pop me but (but)

If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH)

######, I really hold the rubber

I send +Sparks+ at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba

I'm aimin for a video cover, huge tall bustas

A pound and a philly hold the smuggler

G=Unit's whats up right now

The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign upsidedown

You gotta come a little harder, nigga

You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA)

You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe)

And you mad cause you blowin on oregano

You niggaz'll never blow

Anyone to step in my ring is brave

I don't know a thing about hair stylin but I can make a finger weave (ERR)

Short stay leave her butt in the telly

Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly

I'm about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know

Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill

I ain't loud around a snitch (nah)

I don't crowd around a btich (nah)

The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks

I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner ######

I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (WOO)

niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm real

I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill

Gimme Barbie at her best (UH-HUH)

Bacardi at the chest (UH-HUH)

I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk

Useta have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press

Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest

My success got suckers salty (salty)

Blowin steam like a cup of coffee

Click POW get these fuckas off me

 

[50 Cent]

I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS

But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS

Nigga yous front you gon get shot down

We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit

Nigga ain't nuttin change

You move I'll blow your brains

 

Yea

Lloyd Banks nigga

Whats up nigga?

It's 50 nigga

You ###### wit him right?

I know you ###### wit him cause I said you ###### wit him

Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga

Whats up nigga?

What the ######

I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all that nigga

Nigga if you talkin all that gangsta ######

Nigga we get it poppin nigga

Whats up nigga?

Anytime nigga I don't give a ###### if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga

Any where you see me nigga

Lets go

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Whoo Kid Kayslay ######!"

 

[intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background]

Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high

Yo, yo this is some bomb ###### right here man

50 can't even smoke this ###### (ah haha, haha)

 

[Verse 1]

I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me ###### in a cup

Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll ###### you up

I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up

Yo don't want stitches in yo grill ######, then chill

As a young buck, niggas always knew I puff

Yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo)

I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh)

You should sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya

Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was dumb

Why the so called smart kids was poppin' guns

I think about poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum

Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a bottle

A pint a Crown Royal, make your insides boil

Been smell like Ben Gay, cause his back go out

He the one that taught me, what bein' black's about

Now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's

Wrist, Sittin' up in them Benz, to be in the pen

In the hood we hit the number, but never the lotto

Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole

Let's go, let's flow nigga

 

[Chorus - Singing - 2X]

War, what is it good for absolutely nothin'

But niggas keep frontin'

###### a nigga, live like a soldier

Die like a soldier

 

[Outro - Talking]

War, state of mercy nigga

You see me pop off nigga

Ain't no peace talk, ###### ###### nigga

Fake gangsta nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah)

You don't seem nigga, yeah nigga

Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid

50 Cent, new ######

My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit

Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple"

And nigga shy money, ain't fail nigga

Uh huh, ya heard

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Just ######' Around"

 

[50 Cent]

You can hum all you want to

###### all you want to

But I ain't gon' want you

If nobody wants you

You like the smiles n the dimples on my face

###### that's a bullet wound I ain't MASE!

50 Cent skip the bullshit, you ######' tonight

I got some dro, got some henny

We can go and get right

I ain't never been arrested for nothing domestic

But I ain't gon' lie I'll punch a ###### in the eye

Look, don't play games with me baby

The temptation, the wait, is driving me crazy

Come on give me some ###### girl... WHAT UP!

I don't wanna make love

I just wanna ######

I'm only in town tonight

If you give me some head

Tony, give you some head

A'ight

Cause I ain't giving you no head, ######

Tony, Tony be on that freaky ######

My nigga Tony give you some ###### head though

Nada Mean

That's why the ###### love Tony, Ha Ha

Alright now, Sha let's get to some hard ######!

 

[beat Changes]

 

[50 Cent]

If I make it to heaven

I'll probably be in the ###### lonely

Walk around saying, 'Everybody in hell know me'

You heard of Banks, you heard of Yayo, them niggaz my homies

You probably thinking how he get there

That nigga my coatie

The weather in hell is kinda hot

You know like the block

I heard it really burns

Homie, you know like a shot

That's alright for me ######

Cause Im in the drop

Drive around heavy

Tryna find BIG and PAC

Niggaz think when they die

All they problems stop

You die in jail, and wake up in hell

Still on lock

Imagine if you stole something and you got shot

Wake up holdin' your head, still shot

Niggaz don' died of AIDS

You know the dirty ######

Wake up in hell ######

Fidna ###### the same ######

######

 

Yeah, who hotta than me, nigga AAAAAH

The only nigga hotter than me

Dead already nigga

I know what you thinkin

You thinkin that's it

Yeah nigga let's just keep it short and sweet

You know!

[! M@ro@mD !]

"G-Unit Soldiers"

 

[Tony Yayo]

Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo

 

[50 Cent]

Yea...Niggas salute me

Uh huh

 

[Tony Yayo]

We takin over this ######

 

(50 Cent)

 

Yo

 

[Tony Yayo]

G Unitttt

 

[50 Cent]

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

[Tony Yayo]

Whatcha say whatcha say?

 

[50 Cent]

G Unit solider

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

[Lloyd Banks]

Yea...Yea...

I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin

For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)

We gamble on ball courts

Keep the paint peelin

You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin

I'm stuck in the past

###### changed since the 80s (What)

I know ladies, that got babies wit babies

Out here its basketball and speedbags

And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag

 

[Tony Yayo]

You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up

And walk around town wit your whole ###### re-up (Yayo)

Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top

While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top

So never show love wit ya left hand

You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)

 

[50 Cent]

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

G Unit solider

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

[Tony Yayo]

Home of the new right here

 

[50 Cent]

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

[Lloyd Banks]

Nigga...Nigga

Niggas know I'm hot

But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)

Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)

I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly

Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes

Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)

I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy

And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy

I bounced up, thats the best part

You niggas don't know what pain is

The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)

 

[Tony Yayo]

Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open

Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)

Listen homie

We got AKs and Remintons

For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians

Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball

So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall

Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night

She got a georgous neck the way she toss this ######

 

[50 Cent]

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

[Tony Yayo]

50 whatcha say??

 

[50 Cent]

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

G Unit soliders

(gun ######)

Ride out

 

[Lloyd Banks talking over beat]

Yea...G Unit man..

We runnin the streets man

We takin this rap ###### over man

This serious man its more then rap nigga

Mention this nigga 50 name nigga

I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga

Thats my nigga right there

Yea...it aint a game no more

Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks

Same go for them nigga

Blow ya ###### head off nigga

G Unit klick

My nigga Proav L

Yea..he..the whole ###### hood

134 nigga

We got yall nigga

Yea...uh..uh

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Got Me A Bottle"

 

[Chorus]

We can do whatever it is you want that you want to do

Long as I can spend the whole night with you

 

Hennessy sippin' (got me a bottle)

Bacardi drinkin' (got me a bottle)

Smirnoff sippin' (got me a bottle)

Absolut shorty (got me a bottle)

Tangueray sippin' (got me a bottle)

Absolut drinkin' (got me a bottle)

E&J sippin' (got me a bottle)

Champaigne drinkin' (got me a bottle)

 

[Lloyd Banks]

I'm gettin' tipsy off a bottle of Bacardi

Wit' a model at a party

I got kids, but mommy gon' be swallowin' pro'lly

See I always get my way girlfriend, I'm spoiled bad

Keep my hydro stashed in a Crown Royal bag

Your performance will determine the price

See if you ######' to champaigne, but if not it's Smirnoff Ice

And 9 times outta 10, I was pissy when I was with you

But they don't make a liquor strong enough for me kiss you, nah

 

[Chorus]

 

[50 Cent]

I don't ###### wit' scurry ###### niggas

That ain't got a care in the world

I'm fin' to drink this ###### right here till I hurl

Admit it, I'm that ######' nigga you lovin'

New York nigga, soundin' like I'm straight up southern

What ######, don't try to play me close to see what I'm drinkin'

Yeah I'm rich, I ain't a trick, what the ###### are you thinkin'

I'm some type a nigga that ain't 'bout that money man

If I smack you in your face you get funny man

Ha ha

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Tony Yayo Explosion"

(feat. Tony Yayo)

 

[50 Cent]

Yeah, F-50

 

[Chorus - 50 Cent]

As times go by, I twist a lot

###### with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die

You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high

But my knife, I'll have yo ###### seein' out one eye

 

As times go by, I twist a lot

###### with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die

You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high (yeah)

But my knife, I'll have yo ###### seein' out one eye

 

[Verse 1 - Tony Yayo]

740 I, with the brand new shake (uh huh)

Got me ######' on hoes like the R. Kelly tape

If you see me in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah)

See me in court, my lawyers plea bargainin' (woo)

Tryin' to turn a 3 to 6, to a 2 to 4 (uh huh)

Or 1 to 3, for an extra G

RIP to Etho, I miss Hevo

When I die, I hope heaven look like the ghetto (yeah)

Picture me trick, and take a loss

I'm cheap like the Chinese man with duck sauce

This Tony homey, I walk around with a big chrome

9 L's will hit ya passenger, hit ya driver

G-Unit, you don't know a ######' clique liver

(You heard my nigga, you don't know a ######' clique liver)

 

[Chorus]

As times go by, I twist a lot

###### with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die (yeah)

You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high (uh huh)

But my knife, I'll have yo ###### seein' out one eye (eye)

 

As times go by, I twist a lot

###### with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die

You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high

But my knife, I'll have yo ###### seein' out one eye

 

[Verse 2 - Tony Yayo]

I never mix money and product with my friends (uh huh)

These chips, make relationships come to an end (what)

I pull the graveyard shift, gettin' money non-stop (uh huh)

And been on the block, ever since bunny tops (c'mon)

250 grizzies, scrape the plate (scrape that plate)

Got me on 750's straight from the plate (straight from the plate)

You can call on your soldiers, call your recruits (uh huh)

I do you dirty like Raheem did Dirty is "Juice" (Juice)

Allow myself, to introduce myself

This is Tony, the talk of New York, I'm holdin' the belt

I got thug in my blood (blood), game like a pimp (pimp)

And wrote my first verse, takin' baths in the sink (yeah)

And yo I fear no man son, I never heard of a fair one

Never gotta borrow a handgun

Niggas on the street, gettin' smoked like bran son

So I stay dirty like "Sanford and Son" (yeah)

Groupies gossipin' stay runnin' their lips (woo)

Cause they seen the Gucci seats in the 6 (uh huh)

And seen the Fendi grips on the four fifth (what)

######, I sell bricks, ######, I sell ###### on a stick (stick)

Enough of the talkin', let's take it to the valance (uh huh)

The New York streets, will leave you physically challenged (challenged)

Don't be surprised, If I spit at you

Then come to your wake, and serve fiends at your funeral

Our bread is goin' towards a brick of dope

Cause I've been goin' hand and hand since "Different Strokes"

I'm a 50, an eighth, you a half a blunt

You the nigga in the mirror that practice stunts

WHAT!

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Clue / 50"

 

Yeah nigga

We gonna smoke this ###### right here, right

We gonna smoke this ######

And I'ma drink a lot a water

And I'ma take Golden Seal, so my PO don't find out

I'm smoking this ######, aight?

 

Yo, niggas wouldn't rob Frankie if they had the chance

Wasn't cause of him it was cause of his man Lance

Frankie cut crack

Lance hold the Mac

If fiends ###### with Frankie's pac's

Lance cut the crack heads blocked up

Thought he was locked up

Came thru stuntin' wit his wrist all rocked up

Shoulda seen him smile, missin' the tooth

Coupe missin the roof

He like "What up, 50?"

I'm like "What up with you"

Lance had a reputation that was well earned

Heard he taught niggas how them shells burn

Out there in Red Firm

At the dice game, he rolled ahead, crapped in the crack

I'm like "Nah, I ain't paying for that! Nigga, shoot it back"

Niggas lookin at me like I'm crazy, they shook

I don't give a ###### who he shot out in Red Hook

Asked him about ??

Yeah, Bizzy was my man till he beat me for ten grand and sold my Mac for

seven grand (######' crazy)

The man was crazy I could tell by his look

Cause he looked the way I look

When I look for a jooks

######

 

######

Teamwork, work hard nigga

50 cent

Rotten Apple

G-UNIT

Lloyd Banks

Tony Yayo, nigga

 

Hey what up, nigga

You ######' right this DJ Clue Grand Theft Audio 2

Get the ###### out the car nigga don't make me rush you, nigga

Shoot that nigga, 50!

[! M@ro@mD !]

"A Little Bit Of Everything U.T.P. "

 

[bun B]

Everytime I'm in the kitchen, you in the kitchen

Let me finish this brick, 'fore you put that fish in

Listen, I know we just came from fishin'

But I'm on a mission, you see, there's money that I'm missin'

I got 'em posted, so the move and I'm gonna murder ya'll

You and all the trouble goin' through by servin' ya'll

And only cause my man heard of ya'll

Other than that, ######, ya'll won't get served at all

 

[Tony Yayo]

I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimp

I went from bare bubble coats, to brand new minks

And yo my neck upgraded (uh huh), my wrist's upgraded

I stay C of F, I ain't got time for Jacob

I'm still on the strip, tryin' to get my grims off

Nigga tryin' to flip and its a Mexican stand off

I'll put a hole in your grill, with the nine mil

Dressed in all black, lookin' for souls to steal

 

[Chorus] - 2X

Little bit of dust, little bit of cocaine

Little bit of dro, little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your ###### want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything

 

[Pimp C]

I put the two mags, up to your do-rag

And rock a by baby

I'm in the blue Jag, with new tags

In case you wanna chase

I never knew that, the impact

Comin' up out a desert eagle'll

Make a nigga wooble and we be screamin' call my people

We got these fiends goin' liters, and they shootin' needles

We could be takin' your connection, cause we got it cheaper

###### I ain't new to this, I met this air stewardess

Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out, niggas

 

[Lloyd Banks]

Ya if I put a dress code all black, non-Howells and a laser

And the party is an ink pen, bottle, or a razor

Your hollerin' for praise ya

Catch me in the hood with a model named Taysha

And the swallow game major

These cowards ain't gangsta

They tellin' you lies, by sellin' you dreams

And they ain't fill ins, they fiends

Plus they rat, and it's too hot to chill in the sun

My pops 39 years old, and still on the run

 

[Chorus]

 

[Too $hort]

Order what you want, you want dope, you want coke

Order what you want, you want X, you want dro

###### you got beef, I got a tec and a 4

You feelin' hot and moist, I even get you a ho

If you don't got no whip, I get you a car

If you don't got no skills, I get your some more

My nigga we don't cut it, we serve it raw

Got anythin' you want, play us off a hard

 

[50 Cent]

My 22's bling, so niggaz scheme

745 I clean, these lil' shell nigga

###### a triple beam, coffee pot to cook coke

Joe to smoke, I was born to loc

Method cut the coke, 50 no joke

I ain't "Scarface", no women, no kids, I don't give a ######

Better teach that ######, and that little nigga to duck

With a P-90 Roger, I put shots all through ya

If you survive you gonna feel what talent, do to ya

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Cutmaster C ######"

 

[intro]

New York City (New York City), you are now rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent)

Are you ready? (are you ready?) [gun ######] I said are you ready? (are you ready?)

See you with me nigga? (with me nigga) Drop that! (drop that)

Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop

 

[Verse 1]

G-UNIT! Somethin' new, somethin' new

I'm not that nigga, in your video

I'm not a trick, I don't love the hoes

And niggas know I be, on the low

But I miss my dough, and I twist my dro

I'm not that nigga, that you think you know

I walk around with a big four four

You front on me, I'm gonna get at you dog

I be right at your crib, waitin' at your door

(What up ######)

 

[Verse 2]

Comin' up I ain't had much, I wanted a lot

I had paper for a hooptie, but I wanted a drop

So you know, I had to make somethin' out of nothin' (Yeah)

Like turn an empty spot, into a crack spot pumpin' (woo)

Also hard at 19, I bought a Benz I did

The older niggas really wasn't feelin' the kid

Tried to find out where I lived, so they could run in my crib

But you can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sled

Back then niggas yousta call me boo

In 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brew

Country came around, ease it and clappin' then

Country left, strange ###### started happenin'

Like C shot Ra for some ends, Ra shot Dro for some chins

Cory shot Drew, and we was friends

Money turns boys into men

The cycle never changes, ###### just starts again

 

[Verse 3]

Nah nigga, ain't nothin' change nigga

Yeah I've been gone for a minute, but I'm back

###### 50 good to see you back in the hood

You see my cherry red SL, nigga I'm doin' good

Sometime 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' somethin'

I got a trunk full of guns, from VA today

(oh yeah, let me hold somethin')

Nigga you high or somethin'

I don't play games, I'm about my money, nigga buy somethin'

I got a few fifths, I got a few nines

Here nigga, take one, catch it took, and bring me mine

 

[Outro - 50 Cent talking]

Yeah, don't ever say I don't do nothin' for you nigga

You know, uh, don't say I don't look out for ya

Ya know what I mean, but make sure you nigga, you go catch some jokes

And you come back, nigga have 'em, and have my paper for that thang thang

You know what I'm sayin'? Say I don't want it back, nigga don't try to use it

And don't get it back for me, nigga and no ###### like that

In fact, I can see ya'll niggas now

Run around sayin', 50 gettin' all this rap money, and he won't help us (haha)

Sit tight nigga I'm comin'

You know, new ######, all this ###### I put out on the mixtapes

Is for the mixtapes, I got a million, OH MY GOD!

My ###### is so hot right now, I'm in a zone

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Call Me"

 

(feat. Hope & Tony Yayo)

 

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet)

(Call me) Why you naggin me?

(Call me) Girl you houndin me (yo why you houndin me)

(Call me) Why you harassin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

(Call me) Why you naggin me?

(Call me) Girl you houndin me

(Call me) Why you harassin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

[Tony Yayo - talking in background of chorus]

50 Cent, Yayo, featuring Hope, uh huh

As we proceed, uh

 

[50 Cent] (Tony Yayo)

You didn't like the way I wore my hair (what up)

You didn't like the style a clothes I wear (uh huh)

You didn't like the little things I do

Just tryin to be close to you (c'mon, c'mon)

 

Look I done changed up ######, I done came up

My neck, my wrist, my ears, my fists are all blinged up

In the hood they say 50 "you a grimy nigga"

With the rims in that Coupe stay shiny nigga (stay shiny nigga)

When you disrespect me is where I draw the line

You seen my artwork but you ain't seen me draw the nine

Come through the hood, you'll get shot homey just cause I say so

I'm the hottest ###### on this street, I don't do J Lo (here we go)

 

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet) [Hope]

(Call me) Why you naggin me? [Naggin you?]

(Call me) Girl you houndin me [Oh now I'm houndin you]

(Call me) Why you harrasin me? [stop playin]

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

(Call me) Why you naggin me? [Man you call me]

(Call me) Girl you houndin me [Yeah whatever]

(Call me) Why you harrasin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

[Tony Yayo - talking behind chorus]

Uh huh, yeah

 

[Hope] (Tony Yayo)

I remember when you was a little bum nigga (what up)

No champagne, just strictly rum nigga (uh huh)

No pies, no cake, couldn't get a crum nigga (crum nigga)

###### too fast, to quick to ###### nigga

Now you wanna talk like you big ######

Like you found a better ######, wit a ###### this sick

You know you love this nigga, why is you frontin?

Cause when you's ###### wit Hope, baby girl you just ###### (c'mon)

 

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet) [Tony Yayo]

(Call me) Why you naggin me?

(Call me) Girl you houndin me

(Call me) Why you harrasin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ###### [i just wanna ######]

 

(Call me) Why you naggin me?

(Call me) Girl you houndin me

(Call me) Why you harrasin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

[Tony Yayo - talking over 2nd part of chorus]

Yeah, um, YAYO!

 

[Tony Yayo]

Don't call me ######, don't be naggin me

Cause the police thinkin 'bout baggin me (baggin me)

You wanna call me on my cell, but don't got money for bail

And you the main reason that I'm stuck in the jail

You showed 'em where the Mag at (uh huh), showed 'em where the stash at (uh huh)

Got a order of protection, no I'm doin five flat

In my heart I thought you was the one

"Til you dialed them three numbers 9 1 1 (######)

 

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet)

(Call me) Why you naggin me?

(Call me) Girl you houndin me

(Call me) Why you harassin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

(Call me) Why you naggin me?

(Call me) Girl you houndin me

(Call me) Why you harassin me?

I don't want alone time, I just wanna ######

 

[Tweet]

Call me

Call me

[! M@ro@mD !]

"50/Banks"

 

(*Starts off with the beat of Tweet's "Call Me,"

then changes over to Bubba Sparxxx & Jadakiss' "They Ain't Ready")

 

[intro - 50 Cent talking]

Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo

 

[Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland]

Timbaland sounds so good, but I might not be ready

I don't know

If I spend a 100 grand on the beat, then we done bumped already

Now here we go

 

(*harmonizing over the beat - doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)

(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) (Pee Wee Herman)

(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)

(Niggaz look down to Pee Wee Herman)

 

[50 Cent - Verse 1]

50, lefty, no gun in my right palm

Bronx niggaz love me, like they think our mics on (WOO)

These rap niggaz not like me, they too soft (yeah)

Get shot down, I get up, shakin' ###### off

You know white collar crooks, do jokes on lap tops (uh huh)

Real niggaz snatch glocks, and run up in spots

We can talk Trump talk, real estate, stocks, and bonds

Or gangsta ######, my Rugers and glocks in palm (uh huh)

Danger, ring the alarm, kiss the ring of the Don

I conquer like Genghis Kahn, I said song in this song (god ######)

I won't hesitate to put a knife or a slug in you

And watch you bleed out, that little bit of thug in you

You don't want to bump heads with me, and get hit up

You, you ain't got what it takes to ######' get up

Holla niggaz names on records, that ###### is played out

But holla mine in your next line, and get layed out

 

[50 Cent - Chorus 2]

My jewels look so good, and my chain is so heavy

I don't know

If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already

Now here we go

 

[Lloyd Banks - Verse 2]

(Lloyd Banks) I don't give a ###### if your favorite rapper dies, to me thats my spot

I'll celebrate his burial and eat at Haha (yeah)

I've been hungry since a little nigga weed in my high top (Woo)

Face burgundy red, in need of a eye drop (uh huh)

I had the black Delta Force, blue in the front

Back when Jordan was flyin', and Ewing could dunk

Of course, you can ###### now, you was buyin' the shrimp then

Me on the other hand, Don Bishop and Pimp King

(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in backgroud until G-Unit is yelled)

I'm runnin' from a digital Munster

I do this for the hood and every kid in a dumpster

My name is poppin', and I ain't been at it long

My neck's 16, and made Flex drop a Benz latin bomb (G-UNIT!)

I'm the best thing to happen to hip hop

Since (uh huh) "Life After Death" and that Tupac ###### drop

I'm even good to a white boy with a slick top

Stuck up in the mountains with a gun and the wrist pop

Who? where?, Master P says our watch don't tick tock

I'm cleanin' out my 6 shot, watchin' the Knicks flop

###### near the whole ###### passenger green

Thats how my bedroom, look like the World Trade after the scene (smoking)

Breaking news, hijack, bus passenger scream (yeah)

I'm your worst nightmare, I crush half of your team

To me your line up is ######, three wet Pampers

The uzi will have you shakin' like them G-Dep dancers (###### dude)

 

(*50 Cent - harmonizing "doo,doo,doo"*]

 

*beat stops

 

[Lloyd Banks]

What the ###### happen to the rest of the beat man?

 

(50 Cent laughing)

[! M@ro@mD !]

"Surrounded By Hoes"

 

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes

Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes

Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough

Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before

 

[Verse One]

50 Cent I'm makin hits now

Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the ###### now

Some ###### changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow

You should see how they react when I come through the door

In the club my niggaz, we fittin to ball out

Drink till we fall out

Some ###### jump off, nigga we goin all out

Shots big enough to tear the ###### wall out

I'll have your punk ###### on the dance floor tryin to crawl out

I had bad luck, then my luck changed up

You see the Range, you see the rims all blinged up

You ain't hear what I charge for 16, I'm makin a killin

These other rap niggaz just catching feelings

 

[Chorus]

 

Haha, yeah

Yeah that's it nigga, what the ###### you thought

I ain't giving niggaz more than 16 for a ###### freestyle

The ###### you want for free man

Ya'll niggaz be wanting a lot for free man

###### them other niggaz, other niggaz can't rap

That's why they give you 100 ###### bars for nothing man

You know what I mean

###### that ###### man, I ain't gonna sit there rappin to you all night

Haha, the ###### man

Hey yo, Sha Money XL, nigga teamwork

We work hard nigga

50 Cent

[! M@ro@mD !]

"G-Unit That's What's Up"

 

[ Intro - 50 Cent talking ]

Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT (UNIT, haha), yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)

and Lloyd Banks (BANKS), and Tony Yayo (YAYO), nigga, nigga (haha, haha)

You gotta love it, New York City (haha)

 

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]

I been doin' my own thang

You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears

I'm doin' my thang (haha)

 

I said I've been doin' my own thang

You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, ######

I'm doin' my thang

 

[ 50 Cent ]

Uh, yeah, my chain is so heavy (heavy), I think it's necessary (necessary)

For me to talk about all of the stones in my resi (stones in my resi, YEAH)

I used to push a Chevy (uh huh), about to cop a Bentley (what)

And stun on these niggaz 'till my tank on empty (tank on empty)

This gangsta ###### is in me (in me), the money I got plenty (plenty)

I still hustle, but I don't cop jewels from any (any)

I know a stripper named Jenny (Jenny)

I marked a nigga named Vinny (Vinny)

I ain't in on many (many), a CEO named Giddy (Giddy)

50 is so witty, 50 is so high (high)

50 got the ######' hood on lock (lock, what)

 

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]

I been doin' my own thang

You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears

I'm doin' my thang (haha)

 

I said I've been doin' my own thang

You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, ######

I'm doin' my thang

 

[ Lloyd Banks ]

When I'm knockin' you down, no one can save ya, from the other side of the door

It sounds like you going through this (AH) before (AH)

My passport is valid, so I'm goin' through Asia

Flyin' through Paris, stoppin' in Britain, shoppin' and shittin' (YEAH)

If you ain't jumpin' off of the truck, you walkin'

We got frozen hearts, get on the bus like Rosa Parks (Rosa Parks)

My name papi, so I'm higherin' the price

###### about to make enough money, to buy you a life (OH)

 

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]

I been doin' my own thang

You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears

I'm doin' my thang (haha)

 

I said I've been doin' my own thang

You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, ######

I'm doin' my thang

 

[ Tony Yayo ]

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yo, yo, I got so many hoes, that my pimp game natural (uh huh)

The only time I don't ######, is in the AIDS capital (YEAH)

Look at the watch, you have a hard time seein' it

I got so many rocks, they have a hard time breathin' (C'MON)

See the cross on my neck?

Hoes want to know what's the course on my neck (course on my neck)

First she said no, now she almost said yes (almost said yes)

Now we in the telly, and we both butt nak, workin' up a sweat (sweat, sweat)

 

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]

I been doin' my own thang

You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears

I'm doin' my thang (haha)

 

I said I've been doin' my own thang

You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, ######

I'm doin' my thang

 

[ Outro - 50 Cent talking ]

Yeah nigga (yeah nigga)

You know it's me when I'm cruisin' through your ######' hood

And ###### nigga, Don't try to act like you don't know it me

And ######, You know what I'm sayin'?

I didn't put no tints on the ######

So you could see me nigga

If I'm gonna spend $125,000 on some wheels

I want you to get a good look nigga (haha uh)

Yeah, look at me, look at the license plate

The license plate say: "Get one nigga" (haha)

Can you get one nigga?