crawling Spinning webs around you niggas Staking bread around you niggas Everytime you roll up, the feds surround you niggas I used to watch everything I said around you
IT UP, PUMP IT UP! (PUMP IT UP, GET IT UP!) GET-GET IT, GET IT! (COME ON, COME ON!) SHAKE, GET-GET IT! (OW, JUST WORK IT!) WORK YO' BODY! (SHAKE IT,
I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor Hey Girl, I can look in your eyes and tell you want some more Oh Girl, Don't worry about this
With a price on your mug And fight strips snug right around your hands Niggas sure you can never grab the mic again Dog you fucking with a grown
you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your
the flood! [scraches] It's strategic man! I planned it! {HAHA! } NOW... follow my footsteps! You know I move proper! Let me inspire you! [scraches] Let me make you
for the bread So I line you up and I dent you, you run you're fucked when I catch you You only eat cause I let you I hate the fact that I met you When
to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya! I make it hard to breathe! I come with your hustle, air it out! - Make it hard to eat! Have you lookin'
bread I I get it, Round the world if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it
on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what? [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Im 'bout my bread now, Ill cut your head now You know you
you acting You love me let me hear you say you love me Oh now you don't wanna say it cause everybody listening Ahh you full of shit man It's cool it's cool You love me later You
' my thang The semi auto spray, run if you get away I'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head You
you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking
I walk around with a big chrome 9 L's will hit ya passenger, hit ya driver G-Unit, you don't know a fuckin' clique liver (You heard my nigga, you don'
You pull it, better bang it Cause niggas will bring it That kush moving faster than crack, nigga its burning Now move a couple pounds of that, now you
You pull it, better bang it Cause niggas will bring it That kush moving faster than crack, nigga it's burning Now move a couple pounds of that, now you
bread I I get it, round the world if ya ask about me theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey
Of Beautiful Women... But You... You Make Me Feel Good... So Good... It's Hard To Describe You Ya Know... It's Everything About You I Mean... Damn! You Make