If you think you can fuck with 50 You got to be crazy I won’t do a joint with you, no matter how much Your label try an’ pay me I’m on top of hip-hop, I run with Aftermath And motherfucking Shady It’s simple, I see you’d like to be me Y’all niggas, can’t fade me
I could be a gentleman or gangster, the bitch done chose Got semi-autos to put holes in, nigga’s and hoes My wrist all froze, for flicks I pose Fiends sample my Ds and those, I suppose that’s about a 9 So far the grands stack for niggas sniffing white lines Sell anything under the sun to get mines, I’m gon’ shine Stunt for the summer, H2 Hummer, got paper now I’m picky Change the rims, drape the watch, trade the Timbs, I upgrade Now I’m paid – catch me in the Trump Tower lobby Strokin’ other niggas hoes is my hobby Treat me like Kemosabe baby, suck me baby I roll with Shady and Dr. Dre, oh! I’m down to, try my luck, see if I can finger-fuck in the truck G-5, 50 so live Soon as my zipper go down her eyes wide Got her in the telly on the bed with her hands tied, wooo!
If you think you can fuck with 50 You got to be crazy I won’t do a joint with you, no matter how much Your label try and pay me I’m on top of hip-hop, I run with Aftermath And motherfucking Shady It’s simple, I see you’d like to be me Y’all niggas, can’t fade me