[Intro: 50 Cent] Can't believe this man This fat n***a talkin' 'bout how he wanna fight I'll f** yo a** up Joe Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I started out with more than a dollar in the dream Three and half grams and the pistol, naa I mean? Ya'll n***as know me mane I don't give a f** From day one, a n***a just trynna come up Rings around my table, cups never in the coaster Trigger finger soaked, pistol never in the holster Five hundred grams, then stars get to choppin' .38 special with the grip get to poppin' My lifestyle is impeccable, I haunt you n***as Such a fat a** lie, now I'm on you n***a You turn on your TV, you see me on the screen You doze off, fat f**, see me in your dreams If I don't see you with the scope, I'm a see you with the beam And when you see the yellow tape, you can see the crime scene You can mark, see the spot, then you know what I mean In the day or in the dark, I put that work in, B [Chorus: 50 Cent] I'm on it like that Look like that You made like that p**y fat n***a f**ing with me I roll with the strap Sip on the yak Watch your back p**y boy really f**ing with me [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Louis Cotton can't stand a stand up n***a You gettin' money, get your hands up n***a Go figure Figure out a way to get yo home They swagger dagger so I switch cologne Use a different tone or get hit with chrome You ain't touchin' me, no way Jose homes Throw shots you gon' pay for em Name banks, the PLK And my BI, the DL way Go play [Chorus] [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] Rap is like wrestin', everything is fake But it's a good p**y-getter and the cash is great The rap game, the grim reaper Koya Lil' n***as like Game think they The Ultimate Warrior Fat n***as like Joe think they Andre The Giant I put my ruger in his face, his fat a** will be quiet Jay-Z, one dollar man, that is Nas virtue n***a drop me out the show with my goons and murk you PRRRATT [Chorus] [Verse 4: Young Buck] Charlie got a string on it Gage got a beam on it n***as tell me he don't want it I'm a hit him up anyway ok-k Til wanna meet with my essays Burritos and kilos, I get it back the next day Buck - he gon' rap a n***a wife tonight Anything is possible if the price is right She want the n***a to own that big home you rentin' Hope the n***a get the lil' money you gettin' Muthaf**a