Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo, we out yo Fuck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I smile when that money come
grab the chrome And just roam On they own And do it how the gangstas do it [50 Cent:] You niggas want problems you all welcome Franks not around anymore New Yorks mine [Verse 1: 50 Cent
[Verse 1: 50 cent] Imagine I was broke right now Saying damn, where my friends go Cat burgler style, I'm coming through your window Bitch I'm so focused
(feat. Tony Yayo) [chorus - 50 Cent] The walls have ears lil' nigga, I run New York, Even when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York, I said the walls
[Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah I'm Tryin to catch me sumthin I'ma catch you sumthin [Chorus:] nigga that watch is nice that's what you bought for me that
rise again Uh [Nas] [Broady] Thug Poet Street analyst is this, the Thug Poet Hustlers bang out to Thug Poet Flows for your block, Hip-Hop Thug Poet Thug Poet [50 Cent] Aiyyo, everybody know 50
Now it's 50 mc's that ain't worth shit Get ya ass kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent I love new york, but the niggas that represent, ya'll ain't shit new
got somethin to live for round here [50 Cent] yeah cock that, aim that, squeze that, shoot the steal cadilac coop deville, wood grain on the wheel cocain
niggas 25 cent pieces look just like baby dimes I'm on the corner selling whole eights I don't remember being this fuckin paranoid since I sold weight I went from 50
Cuz you can't do it like me (cuz, you cant do it like me) {[50 Cent:] hold on a second homie, lets get this clear} G-unit!!! [scratching {50 Cent: hold
] All we do is get that grain, And my niggas move cocaine Plus we let them hammers bang I'm talking 'bout the Unit gang. [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Inhale! Smell
clothes Coke Life did you put it all in your nose Coke Life every body can't be on top Coke Life call me when it's time to cop [50 Cent:] I got 99 bottle
[50 Cent] Ay nigga tell 'em where you from! Southside, I'm a Southside nigga what Nigga stunt, you know I tear a nigga up [Chorus] They say I'm grimy
'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