LYRICS
作词 : 50 Cent/Curtis Jackson
作曲 : 50 Cent/Curtis Jackson
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
When I grip the Tec Kiss the deck I'll spray at your way
Nicknamed my chopper Scrappy that's my kay kay kay kay
Pussy, get out of line, and your ass can die today
Look at my soldiers to get 'em is all I got to say
Hennessy, rum and Coke a little Alize
Got me in the mood to bust a nigga head man
I ain't playin', ain't got no time for them games
Niggas lose they life all the time for ****in' playin'
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
Look at my chick, look at my whip, look how my rims move
Get a real good look, but don't scheme 'cause I got my pistol
Ain't none of y'all this smooth, platinum on wrist blue
Wrist poppin' bling green by the fistful
I'm smokin' on good, don't ride through the wrong hood
Unless you got a vest on, that Teflon Like a don should
I'm rollin' sticky green Every nigga with me clean
Strapped the f*ck up, know what I mean?
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
It's the general homie that's commanding these invasions
My semi-automatic ravin' Stay blazin'
The Rover be Etchel White
Shorty leaned over but I'm mad cause she got an over-bite
I got your baby's mother Movin' motherloads of Coke
For Louis Vuitton minks, belts, bags and coats
Homie we enrich, your bitch a rug rat
That's why my waves spinnin' in that G-Unit hat
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give a f*ck
Boy, you f*ck around we 'gon hit yo ass up