nine shots....50 cent (many men) intro
fat joe:
yeah that'll do it
yeah
i love hip hop
i love this mutha fuckin hip hop game
this nigga here's a lil nigga mayne
stay in your mutha fuckin lane nigga
you fuckin wit the Don nigga
uh..yeah ...follow me
chorus:
fifty me
fifty he's
the fakest thug youve ever seen
curtis cur-tis jackson
how come he could never ever be seen
(plus i gotchu ima give you my)
my my foe foe foe foe foe
my my foe foe foe foe foe
my my foe foe foe foe foe
(ima give it to you fifty nice and slow)
fifty you gone end up dead when you fuckin wit crack
talkin bout you gone pop off
where the fuck you be at
i see mj in the hood more than curtis
matter fact this beef shit is makin niggaz nervous
is gone be families grieving every sunday service
end up with your head popped off thanx to curtis
but he dont care he stayed locked up in the house and shit
steroid up and he wont come up out that bitch
is it me or candy shop sound like magic stick
in the video this nigga fifty bout to strip
shakin his ass what the fuck is wrong wit this nigga
fifty dont make me prrrrrat
oh yeah you got 65 niggaz on your team
and their not from southside jamaica queens
theyre the boys in blue...im just speakin the truth
yeah we all see the bitch in you...follow me
chorus:
i told these niggaz...dont fuck wit the Don
shit on yall niggaz
mutha fuckaz....its crack its crack
now lets take it back to the vibe awards
where that nigga disrespected and snuffed your boss
ready to go...all i heard was gggunit
fifty niggaz ran and they didnt even do shit
thats a shame i wuz sittin right in the front
waitin for you niggaz to dump
where all the guns at and the teflon vests
we them terror squad boys you should know not to test
hate it or love it the games on top
now you jealous of him ...when your shit gone stop
you see before yous a bitch nigga straight outta low cash
l.a dont believe him this nigga is so ass
you dissed lean back...said my shit was a dud
now tell me have ever seenem up at the club
no no no shorty... that right
your singin more than your rappin
now fifty that aint right
chorus:
i know what yall thinkin man
yall thinkin jada gone slam lyrically
this nigga crazy for dissin fat joe man
he really crazy though
this nigga be walkin around wit 20 cops talkin shit on records
never comin out his house
feel like he cant get touched man
i was small one time one time only
aint gone be no more small for me man
this for all the mutha fuckaz that doubted crack man
trust me..nigga can respond ten thousand times
i aint talkin back to that nigga
one thing i will promise you
if i dont get you ima get your __?
and thats it man
its crack bitch...its gone be a real ugly summer man