at me And he says "If I could be like that Well I would give anything Just to live one day In those shoes" If I could be like that What would I do?
Right back at you, record three Makes you wish that you were me 'Cos we got no job for life Build 'em up like Frank Lloyd Wright No two days turn out
quit You've entered the wild wild west Side, high noon clock strikes twelve that's high I see haters trespassin' in my town They must be sick in the head They better be quick like
you let me treat you like the chronic and hit it Lay you on the bed, like you was a spread And let you do what you do what that head That's when I said
books (uh-huh) You better not try to jack fat rat got them crooks (uh-uh) That be knockin' on a nigga door (nigga door) And make them suckers feel the pain like
And meet me at the door Do you wanna get down? [Chorus] Do you wanna get down Do you wanna get down tonight You can bring your own girl if you like Don?t be
up and get there 'Cause I can't be seen with this bitch here It's bad enough that I'm rankin' myself But I can't be ranked by no one else U-G-L-Y, bitch
be shifty strictly for the one'z that move quickly is you with me i be in the cut like what up with the butter shut em down like dp'z move on your infantries
be shifty, strictly for thew ones that move quickly If you wit me then come get me, I be in the cut like what up wit the butta Shut em down like DT's,
hatin' on us Girls comin' out the cut 'cause they love the 'what?' That ain't nothin' but lust, they let us beat the guts You don't know me like that, that
in flesh and test and get your chest blown straight out tha west, don't get blown my adversaries cry like ho's open and shut like doors is you a
the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That's why they ride
don't understand Word maybe it's some of that crime that's stoppin the growin the drug pollution and all needs to calm down Word man, cause that's what
at the club A cutie I tryin get that sneaky hit this bud What would you do for love? Or is it cause I that sickaluffa that you love, that's why I pull
'm a get ya boy! [50 Cent:] I threw a B-Boy style. - Bullet wound in my smile (AAHHH!) That beef, I cook it. - Nigga, I gets down. (yeah!) Call it what
that you would be this rich? Did you ever think that you would have these hits? Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your shit like
Those who want to battle the Teradactyl that's fatal I'm ripping up your rap crew but burning down your label Suffocating suckers like yourself is madd
head is shot Fucking lead is hot, and leave them dead to rot Ruff Ryders cut the shit up, like raw keys Like that from Crystal Lake and my last name is