[Talking]
Ya'll n***as wanna get high, well we gonna get high then
This sh** right here is d**, ya'll for sell baby
50 Cent uh, take it how you wanna take it n***a
[Verse 1]
Yo aiyyo, aiyyo, there is six different wings in the spot, choose one
Some get addicted, some do it for fun
Boy my hoes are clean, just like my guns
And I keep them in a safe place, just like my funds
I keep all my big bills, give my wifey the ones
Frontin' and I'll clap your a** and leave you for dead son
n***as who know me, know how I get down, I'm fresh out the pound
NYPD crit the flip, get on some New York undercover sh**
f** wit dogs you ain't familiar wit, and get bit
n***as scripted through the hit, for some paper and sh**
It's all about the cash, keep it in a stash
Some n***as talk sh** wit they a**, I see through them like gla**
Popo lookin' for me, for some sh** I did in the past
If you don't like me at first, I'm gonna grow on you like a rash
This rap sh**, I got it in smash, I'm built to last
Feel the wrath, I bust that a**, sit back and laugh (haha)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You don't have to respect a n***a, but respect his cash
Cause for the money, n***as will murder that a**
I came up fast, I watched a lot of gats blast
The power of the dollar (the cash, the cash)
[Verse 2]
n***a don't you ever forget, I call the shots
I run the spots, extort your pops, flossin' drops
I'm "Livin Off Xperience" like Lox, I'm hot
Check what I got, shorty got knocked
Comin' up out the capsule spot
On the uptown block, he couldn't run from the cops
So my man got shot
In a jet black Brasada, across the street from his mom's crib on his block
I told him get them n***as that cash, they murdered that a**
n***as told 'em slow down, he was movin' too fast
Heard the shot, went through his face after the gla**, he crashed
Hit the three on his n***as gra**, the cattle said it got low fast
The kid who had it done was a crude fella
Who woulda thought he wile out over that mozzarella
We ain't know them, but now we know better
Not to f** with his cheddar, his man pack a beretta
He won't hesitate to squeeze that, over that green back
Believe that, now n***as know that he's back
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I ain't got a worry in the world, if it's beef, don't sing it, bring it
Parents warn their kids, about people like me
I'm out of order, I turn your only daughter, into a transporter
Before I die, I'm gonna see more blow than Rich Porter (woo)
50 Cent, don't get it f**ed up for greens, I for greens
Let it go back to Smith, I dissect it
I check and correct it, flow perfected
I make sh** hectic, I wreck sh**, n***a check it
If you ain't tryin' to feel the flames from the blast
Respect a n***a cash
My smile will rock n***as to sleep, pack heat
f** the police, handle beef on the street
On a scale of 1 to 10, I'm a 9 with 2 MM's
If your man want to get involved, I'll bring it to him
n***as been wantin' me dead, I'm still here kid
They send their dogs to come get me
They wet sh**, but they ain't hit me
Word in the hood is 50, shifty
n***as they don't want to go against me
Cause they know I hunt your a** alive
[Chorus]