[intro - 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money (ha-ha) [chorus - 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don'
up When my label wouldn't drop my shit I ain't get mad, I went got them bricks I had a Jacob like 50 Cent In '04 got my paper acts in me nigga I get
Once you call my name out Things will never be the same They should have never let us Get off foot in this game Ever since I was introduced to rap music
too much venom and if you role with 'em we gonna fuck you up with 'em I got too much momentum movin in my direction to lose my shoes will explode as soon as you go
out HRRK-PTT Too much venom, and if you roll with 'em We gonna fuck you up with 'em I got too much momentum moving in my direction to lose My shoes will explode, soon as you go
Ya underdig? (Ya underdig? ) We keepin? percolatin? up in the knahpsmeanyaheard? (Knahpsmeanyaheard?) Pop done popped?d off (Poppin? off) Jump off done jumped off (It done jumped off alot, though) Off
wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Eminem: 50 cent, come on! 50 Cent
shelf Roach legs and cheese She was the head pro, you know she got a extra key She met my dog, slept in my draws Now she go in my pockets, intercept my
Rule number one keep your gun and get your ass hit that's it Lights off and your body's stiff By the same niggas you used to party with [50 Cent (Lloyd
[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
it All ready, yeah that's right this is spaghetti Head mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas When I let off the
Yeah, 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck G-G-G-Unit, haha Vacate your home, I come to break your bones America's nightmare, we at it again A desert eagle
, tryna fuck with my clique Nigga don't trip case you didn't know who this is It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit, nigga don't trip I come through your hood, stuntin' in my
these chicks will frame you But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla But you lookin' at a nigga that done came from the squalla Now my
da, don't blame me Cause you washed up, lost your spot I'm a stay on my side of my crusade Ja quit playin, knock it off you're not Tupac Don't hate me
mouth, pray to God, hopin no one's listenin See 50 comin for me, Oh my God my, my position No one pays attention To me, please Gotti, here I go Gimme
[50 Cent] Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 cent You're here with mah man Green Lantern And you know how the fuck it go down You wanna hate? Okay, it's
its-bay, I'm a say my ick-day, choose my ick-pay, Addenlay, but uck-fay, ick-kay... Chorus 1 (eminem) This rap game, this rap game, I ain't sell'in my