50 Cent

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

You Already Know

(feat. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck)

[Lloyd Banks]
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..

[Lloyd Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go)

[Lloyd Banks Verse]
I move like there's popo behind me
Cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey
44 beside me, hoes know where to find me
Where ever there's money, yeah i'm the shit honey (whoo)
Hood nigga with that rubberband brick money
If I go broke, I'll make you and your man strip dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them, there bigger cross us
Your on something, weed, their liquor, scared nigga, here trigger
Teflon, chest con, G'z Up, freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of Fitty (uh huh), inspired by Biggie (uh huh)
Burns more then Ziggie (uh huh), the lil' niggaz dig me (whooo)
I've been stressed out lately, so i'm smokin' more than ever
Then smacked in the hood, good pumpin' out my lever
I'm a goodfella in a G-unit hood sweater
If your bitch give me a sign, i'ma get her

[Lloyd Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go)

[50 Cent:]
There's always folks, moving around with the toasters
Push the rock through the smoker's, warnin' do not approach us
We in the club with the pokers, steppin' in Gucci loafers
Stuntin' in testerosous, down in front with the vultures
My clique be the coldest, baddest bitches they know us
After the show they blow us and do all types of shit for us
Now I can speak for me, cuz me everywhere I be
Niggaz know i'm a G, got it locked, got the keys
We movin' bundles of D, sippin' on Hennessey
Buck rollin' the trees, Banks countin' the cheese
We get the paper then breeze, nigga we overseas
You stuck in the hood, ahh that ain't good
Different town, different tour, different telly, different whore
Triple x, wet sex, who's next, latex
Condom, condo, i'm tight, my money long though
You lookin' for a drink bitch, i ain't what you lookin' for

[Lloyd Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go)

[Young Buck:]
I'm out on bond, but the '40 still on me
Bouncin' round like Lil Jon, thinkin' 'bout my dead homies
Watch i hit me a lick, and go get me a brick
I keep on losin' shootin' dice, and i'm sick of this shit
Clienteles still poppin', so the druggies keep comin'
And my neighbours is watchin', but we still gettin' money, on this block
Till' the sun drop, i dont have a home
I will not stop sellin' rocks, thug till' i'm gone
Got a couple old schools and some iced out jewels
Some G-Unit shoes, body bullet tattoo
About to stomp me a bitch, put the pump to his lip
Tell him talk that shit nowww, y'all wanna trip
I keep it dirty on the Eastcoast, dirty on the West
Jus' a dirty lil' nigga with a glock and a vest
Banks tell me you dont like him and you know what i'ma do nigga

[Lloyd Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go)

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

When Death Becomes You

(feat. M.O.P.)

[M.O.P Intro]
Hahahahahaaa
Yeah Nigga
Whoo..
The Smoke of New York
Get up, Come On!
Ah!

[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]
There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (whoooooo)
So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you (come on)
Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave..
You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on)
Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on)
Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed (come on)
Nigga shit is real in the field..

[Billy Danze Verse]
Whats the procedures nigga, when you got a hammer in your mouth
When you laid down and cry, when you stand up and die
Like the man that i am, Fireeeeee!!
Yes Yes, give um the whole thang
Im a legend in the town, Nowww
Since your all gangstered up lets get the fuck down
Big Bill dancin' im reppin' for Buck town
Nigga see me dummin' im comin' clutchin' the pound
Dont worry about my whereabouts
We air um out, clear um out, Yes Yes
The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up
Th-th-th-th-th thats what's up
You too tough nigga, you dun rap it up
Brownsville, cl-cl-cl-cl-cl Clap it up!
Fif put in the call..
We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, Yes Yes

[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]
There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (uh)
So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you
Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. (yes)
You a rider right, that ride tonight
Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (right)
Nigga cock the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed (brrrrrrrr!!)
Nigga shit is real in the field..

[Lil Fame Verse]
You got these young niggaz hollerin "Murderer!!"
Copper chops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka
Niggaz dont give a fuck..
I seen a nigga shoot my mom'z, right in front of my motherfuckin' face
See in the 'ville, aint such a thing as a straight bullet
When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it
Slugs aint never outta season (uh huh)..
All you gotta do is give a motherfucker one reason (Uhh!)
Blood stains on the ceilin'..
Same place he stood, thats what they leave um
Dont black it out, lets just squeez'in off with your gun (uh huh)
Cuz you gon' get your punk ass robbed with the young
You know the drill..
I'ma give your ass 3 seconds to bounce and you better not ??chark??
1.... Fuck that... [3 gunshots].. Ah bitch!.. Rest in bits!

[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]
There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame..
So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you
Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave..
You a rider right, that ride tonight
Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight..
Nigga cock the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed
Nigga shit is real in the field..

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

Have A Party

(feat. Mobb Deep & Nate Dogg)

[50 Cent Intro]
This is how we do it, when we do it
Like we just wanna tear the club up
We do it like there aint nothin to it
The way we do it, now everybody put your fuckin' hands up!
Lets Go!

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..

[50 Cent Verse]
You cant body the kid, you know how i rock
Went from pumpin packs on the block, to straight to the top
So the money aint a thing now, yeah thats right
Mansion after mansion, next stop the Hampton's
I splurge with it, im so absurd with it
Got the hunger to go get it, cuz i wan' go spend it
You know how a boss play a play, nigga im ballin'
If theres money to be made, i'm all in
Catch me in the cherry-red porsche, bay seats, red pipe, and
You want me to teach ya how to stunt, aite then
Tattoo's on the arm, 30 carrots on the charm
Cuz the flow be the bomb, learn to respect the don
First night if i dont hit, second night im on some shit
Third night we call it quits, i aint fuckin with the bitch
Success is much of a choice, im high off life
Another move, another mill, lets get right aight..

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..

[Havoc Verse]
You can catch me cockin' the fifth, got me rockin' with Fif
Now that's ??drop?? you see the keys to the Bent
Got my niggaz movin' them bricks, it dont stop
In a million dollar deal homie get that glock
See dudes get comfy, money aint long 'nough
Spit one verse, my whole cribs coughed up
Ma i got a fetish, fuckin' in them porsche trucks
Curtis got one so when i finished i tossed her
Y'all in to wifin', we ??could throw?? wife in
Only fuck with bitches that got their liquor license
Shot high prices, shook all vices
Imfamous nigga, got the game in a vice grip
10 hundred K, but the flow, is priceless
Anything less, we rollin' them dices
Nuts in the sand if you aint bumpin' my shit
Shorty wanna rip to my sound in my ??light booth??

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..

[Prodigy Verse]
Listen..
You couldn't ??out-pay?? P or VIP
My wrist could buy a bitch a PHD
My Range alone could pay for you to eat
For the next few years i'm so icey kid
My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood
My tattoo's could hit you with the thug ??hard flow??
My attitude is universal, yeah Hong Kong money
When we get back to Queen's we gon' hurt you
Cant afford to ride, you gettin' stomped out
I got a team of dimes they all dogged out
Ray the line, you up and take you out
My girls is hot man, they hard to turn down
You can hear your drawers lookin' like the Mexican
After the lil' shorty ??WaWa?? break you off a lil' bit
You so stupid, we so much rich
And who braggin', im jus tryna holla at the chicks, like

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!

Heyyyy, go ahead and chase that paper get your game tight
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on
Heyyyy, go ahead come home with me let's do it all night
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on
Heyyyy...

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

We Both Think Alike

(feat. Olivia)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Intro]
Yeah..
50..
Olivia..
We Both Think Alike.. (We Both Think Alike)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus]
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

[50 Cent Verse]
I'm not gon' waste your time talkin' about shit that you know
I'm so hood that even when i try to hide it, it shows
I be grindin' girl i'm focused i be gettin' my dough
You know if it aint the flow then it come from the O's
Plus a nigga like a pimp when it come to the hoes
Every hood every city all the gangstaz know
Front on me and you be gettin' hit up fo sho
I make it hot when its 20 motherfuckin' below
See with me in V.I.P you can twist and blow
When the champagne finished baby order some more
Keep her eye on ya close while you out on the floor
The way you move i have a nigga straight sniffin' some ??smoke??
If you ready to roll shorty we could just roll
When you ready to go i be ready to go (uh oh)
See everything i do, i do on the low (uh oh)
So when we do our thing nobody will know (uh oh)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus]
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

[50 Cent Verse]
Now look i know you into the shiny things
The platinum chains and the diamond rings
The 24 inch chrome on the range
I see you in your projects buy your window payin'
Now shorty me and you we came up the same
The fact before rap i ain't have a thing
I hustled got my weed up now im sittin' on change
I mean i got money out that ass mayne
When niggaz get to beefin' i be laffin'
Cuz i can send my homiez through to blast 'um
Stick him with the ?? or just slash 'um
Now fool are you crazy thats what we ask 'um
But back with me n you, you shorty decide a thang
First its off with the bra then its the G-string (uh oh)
We leave it up to me then we do it my way (uh oh)
And get straight to it skip the four play (uh oh)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus]
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

Don't Need No Help

(feat. Young Buck)

[Intro]
Yeahhh...
Whooo Whooo.. Whooo Whooo..
Haha..
Fuck Tha Police!

[Verse]
Think about it every time you bitches come around (yeah)
Either we runnin' or we layin' on the fuckin' ground (come on)
Just look at Chris a nigga popped and shot him in the club
They called the ambulance and y'all dan't even show up (bang)
Oh let me tell you about La Ricky when he took his bullets (ok)
You want the trigger man, y'all was the ones that pull it (oh)
Thats why we represent them niggaz like Larry Davis
Before he let you cowards kill him, he just came and sprayed it (come on)
Now what you wan' do (whooo whooo), bitch i got a gun too (whooo, whooo)
We gon' keep on sendin' shots (whooo, whooo), everytime y'all come through (whooo, whooo)
Got the nerve to tell him nigga put his hands up
And beat him to the ground (yeah), when they put the boy in handcuffs

[Chorus]
Fuck, Fuck tha police, we handle it ourselves
Even if i beat to death (yeahhh), nigga we dont need no motherfuckin' help!
And to the right (what), to the left (what), let 'um know (what)
We dont need no motherfuckin' help! (Bo!)

Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), Fuck Tha Law (whooo, whooo)
Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), we dont need no motherfuckin' help! (fuck 'um all)
Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), Fuck Tha Law (whooo, whooo)
Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), we dont need no motherfuckin' help! (fuck 'um all)

[Verse]
We used to play cops and robbers as a little kid (come on)
Whoever was the pigs we would go and split his wig (haha)
And as the years passed, niggaz only got worse
Jumped in to the game, shit, gotta put ?? (what up nigga)
We had enough of gettin' handcuffed and pulled over
We started tryin' knock they heads off they fuckin' shoulders (boom)
Now where my soliders at, get ready for combat
Im livin' like them niggaz that dunn went to Vietnam, hey (G-Unit!)
So if you try to lock me up for smokin' my weed (whooo, whooo.. whooo, whooo)
The whole force of police, is what they gon' need (whooo, whooo.. whooo, whooo)
One of a kind, i'm the last of a dying breed
Even the one that was before me, he was sayin'..

[Chorus]
Fuck tha police, we handle it ourselves
Even if i beat to death (yeahhh), nigga we dont need no motherfuckin' help!
And to the right (what), to the left (what), let 'um know (what)
We dont need no motherfuckin' help! (Bo!)

Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), Fuck Tha Law (whooo, whooo)
Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), we dont need no motherfuckin' help! (fuck 'um all)
Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), Fuck Tha Law (whooo, whooo)
Fuck Tha Police (whooo, whooo), we dont need no motherfuckin' help! (fuck 'um all)

[Outro]
When i'm in New York, i'm holl'in we don't need no mothetfuckin' help! (yeah!)
When i'm in Tennessee, i'm holl'in we don't need no mothetfuckin' help! (yeah!)
When i'm out in LA nigga we don't need no mothetfuckin' help! (yeah!)

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

Get Low

(feat. Lloyd Banks)

[Intro]
Uh..
Yeah..
I like the way you do that shorty (shorty)
Now can you do somethin' for me (uh)
I like the way you movin' girl
Show me how you do that girl
I like the way you do that shorty (uh)
Now can you do somethin' for me

[Chorus]
I can't, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin' outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there's something tellin' me i should
Get Low!

[Verse]
Yeah..
I'm in the 2006, brand new wagon
Lookin' for a diva to handle a dragon
And even if there's two of um, i'ma move in and bag um
Make sure i'm strapped, keep the Uz and the Magnum
Yeah the gun talk, but i'm talkin' 'bout the condom
They followin' me home with my dog right behind um
Have you ever seen a ass clap on a stallion
Another bad bitch half black and italian
I dont know if she likes me or my medallion
You think i give a fuck, i'm just tryna get a nut
I dont need no-one to build my self-esteem up
Im fresh out the hood, but fuck it its all good
Why you can use me, cuz i'ma use you
For menage-a-twage, you know the usual
And if you do me maybe i'll do you
A favour and walk you outside, rightt

[Chorus]
I can't, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin' outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there's something tellin' me i should
Get Low!

[Verse]
Naa, i aint ever aite pussy before
But im close to the edge if she pushin' me Lord
Her body language is that a nigga stiff as a sword
So she cant be a angel this bitch is a fraud
Head prolly took a nigga on a trip to the morgue
Pussy good enough to drive out the Michigan Ford
As soon as i hit the door she's squeezin' my arm
Hoppin' all on a nigga like Christina Milian
It might take a couple rounds to make me get to calm
But when she does go to sleep she might need a alarm
Cuz i'm gone, she wanna be with a don
But i'm stuck so i'ma keep it about me on a song
Aint nothin' wrong, with a lil' bumpin' and grindin'
Especially if they got somethin' behind um
Im high as hell, pussy drunk when i climb in
How a nigga unfortunate i'm in

[Chorus]
I can't, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin' outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there's something tellin' me i should
Get Low!

[Verse]
Shorty looks like she's datin' a fashion designer
Damn, she musta got that from her momma
You know me somewhere in the back with the Llama
Keeps one of the cats with the drama, i'ma
Get a lil' closer to her, ma look so sweet
She remind me of a lot of broads aint Monique
But a bird nigga tryna holla, they all speak
Do you write up her phone number down, they wont keep
Lemme get her, i have her burnin' Haze all week
Givin' me wop to the music, mine plays on beat
Yeah, i'm so street, i'm so cheap
I'm so fly, but you already know that i
Dunn been all around the world, they dont know that guy
But lil' man gon' talk to, i oppose that i
He just mad that he aint got the kinda clothes i buy
All ride in the U.F.O i drive

[Chorus]
I can't, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin' outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there's something tellin' me i should
Get Low! (low, low, [echoes])

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

Fake Love

(feat. Tony Yayo)

[Intro]
My life..
My life..
My life..
My life..

[Tony Yayo Intro]
Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..

[Chorus]
Fake love's when your homie give you Gap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love..
Fake love's when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love..
Fake love's when your friend fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love..
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Dont show no love, don't pretend

[Verse]
50 got Yayo gettin' all this cash
Now all these Yes men wanna kiss my ass
But back in the street you aint help me re-up
Locked up, i had court dates, you never showed up
What the fuck, tell me what you grinnin' at nigga
If i get killed, my stash, you spendin' that nigga
Some people want nutin' outta life
And some people want it all, let's ball
I see the jealousy and envy when you see me shoppin'
Saphire watch, got your jaw droppin'
When i move that 8th, you were 7 gram coppin'
You ain't happy for me, you hope that the Feds watchin'
I aint stoppin, homie i'm number one
Why you schemin' on me, i'm plain and dumb
So when it comes to the point, that you ready to flip
I'ma pull out first, and let off my clip, Take That!

[Chorus]
Fake love's when your homie give you Gap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love..
Fake love's when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love..
Fake love's when your friend fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love..
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Dont show no love, don't pretend

[Verse]
Now your man ain't your man if he extortin' you nigga
And your man ain't your man if he shortenin' you nigga
Listen money talks, and bullshit run marathons
When your money's gone, thats when them hoes gon'
Fake love is when a nigga sets you up
How he knew about your chain when your ching was tucked
You know the type that rats you out, sell you out
Get locked, your man ain't gon' bail you out
You got a brand new whip, your shit is lovely
Yeah it's aight, but its rims is ugly
Fake friends, show fake love
You know the type of nigga that'll leave you in the club
Fake love..

[Chorus]
Fake love's when your homie give you Gap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love..
Fake love's when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love..
Fake love's when your friend fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love..
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Dont show no love, don't pretend

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

Born Alone, Die Alone

(feat. Lloyd Banks)

[Chorus]
I came in this world by myself (uh huh)
So i don't need no friends (nope)
I rather have it this way (yeah)
It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
You motherfuckers gon' respect me (yeah)
Cuz i can take you off here today
I rather have it that way (uh huh)
It's ok, it's ok (whooooo)

[Verse]
Uh..
I'm on the prowl with the hammer, hardly smile at the camera
Too many niggaz is dyin', i'm spendin' time with my grandma (geah)
A hundred grand in the safe, a hundred grand in your face
A million plus in the bank, will scuffed in the paint (Oh!)
You handcuffin' that bitch, she dont wanna be with you
All she want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it too (uh huh)
Stick the heaters through, so we can party good
Rare son will beat it through, brawl it out in Hollywood
The Boywonder will unravel your team
I'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne, all my carrots are green (uh)
The booda is purple (uh) we rule and i hurt you (uh)
You movin' in circles, we do it all, movies, commercials (God Damn!)
Stadiums, clubs, ladies and thugs, hood and the 'burbs
I'm on the red carpet cuz i'm good with my words
I'm ready for war, i'm stackin' my chips
You flappin' your lips, you niggaz ain' even hoodrich.. (Geah!)

[Chorus]
I came in this world by myself (uh huh)
So i don't need no friends (nope)
I rather have it this way
It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
You motherfuckers gon' respect me (geah)
Cuz i can take you off here today
I rather have it that way (uh huh)
It's ok, it's ok (Ghea!)

[Verse]
Keep your circle official, watch them niggaz thats with you (why)
Outsiders'll get you, hot shit in your tissue (sue)
All i need is my figures, i aint stressin' no hoes (uh)
Ridin' roudn with my niggaz, hand crushin' that 'Dro
Fiddy made me a star, now they know who we are
Album top of the charts, your condo is my car (Ha)
Income is my chain. stash box is my watch (huh)
You fairly new in the game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh)
All i been sensin' is hate, ever since i been straight
Cuz they stuck in the hood, hand crumbs in their plate (Ha)
And i'm strappin' the nine, in case they wanna combine
Gather up on a nigga, i ain't rappin' in line
Keep your eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine
Drop sumthin' every year, flop all of the time
Stop makin' your records, i ain't answerin' shit
Why don't you get off my dick... Bitch!

[Chorus]
I came in this world by myself
So i don't need no friends (uh huh)
I rather have it this way (uh)
It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
You motherfuckers gon' respect me
Cuz i can take you off here today (uh huh)
I rather have it that way
It's ok, it's ok

[Outro]
It's ok nigga..
I don't need no friends..
I got money.. Hahaha
G-UNit...!!!

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

You A Shooter

(feat. Mobb Deep)

[Havoc Intro]
Yeah

[50 Cent Intro]
Oh Yeah..
What the fuck you lookin at shorty?!
Hahaha...
You don't want it lil' nigga..

[50 Cent Chorus]
If you a shooter then shoot, nigga i'm doing my thang
If you seen her, my nina, you seen her go bang
That shit they do in your hood, they do it in mines man
I put a hole in a nigga i aint motherfuckin playin'
If you a shooter then shoot, nigga i'm doing my thang
If you seen her, my nina, you seen her go bang
That shit they do in your hood, they do it in mines man
I put a hole in a nigga i aint motherfuckin playin'

[Havoc Verse]
Niggaz ain' nuttin' but cloud killaz fo' real
Im down with the unit for the gorillaz fo' real
Go bananas if you want (ooh ohh) gettin' pill
Y'all shoot cuz he shoot, we do this for real
Clap me'z a motherfucker, make more mills
Cash me a cheque, cop more wheels
Shorty you a bad bitch a good ass steal
Now hop up on this dil's and smeer that lip gloss
Me and P share bitches like we switch Porsche
My hammer navigate B, Hummer don't get lost
Boy, the desert eagle have dat whole shit ripped off
We get that ??guap?? cuz we make
Shit to pop heavy rotation that shit flop
Wont stop til we get, to that top
If that gun too far then you will get ??axed??
Y'all niggaz aint real ya just talk a lot

[50 Cent Chorus]
If you a shooter then shoot, nigga i'm doing my thang
If you seen her, my nina, you seen her go bang
That shit they do in your hood, they do it in mines man
I put a hole in a nigga i aint motherfuckin playin'
If you a shooter then shoot, nigga i'm doing my thang
If you seen her, my nina, you seen her go bang
That shit they do in your hood, they do it in mines man
I put a hole in a nigga i aint motherfuckin playin'

[Prodigy Verse]
If you killa then kill somethin'
You talkin' all day, frontin'
Killin' nutin you niggaz iz real gay
See me shinin', mad diamonds now what can i say
I'm a megastar never thought it be this way
Niggaz fightin' for the bottom, i feel your pain
I'm at the top and i'm never cumin' back again
'xcept for when i come to scoop lil' shorty good brains
Out the hood, you see me in your hood, dont play
I open up your head and expose your brain
Its not a joke or a game
And i ain't tryna advance my rap lines, please believe what i say
I'm a mob nigga, nigga i do this all day
Hit the weed hit the gas on a landscape
See me cummin' through the club, get outta my way
You don't know me, man get outta my face
'for i flip, no shit, niggaz get sprayed

[50 Cent Chorus]
If you a shooter then shoot, nigga i'm doing my thang
If you seen her, my nina, you seen her go bang
That shit they do in your hood, they do it in mines man
I put a hole in a nigga i aint motherfuckin playin'
If you a shooter then shoot, nigga i'm doing my thang
If you seen her, my nina, you seen her go bang
That shit they do in your hood, they do it in mines man
I put a hole in a nigga i aint motherfuckin playin'

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

I Don't Know Officer

(feat. Lloyd Banks, Ma$e, Prodigy, Spider Loc)

[Intro: 50 Cent]
It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money, ha ha

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Nowadays niggaz snitchin so much in the street
But you gotta talk to them like they the police
Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout poppin the heat
I don't know nothin 'bout sellin no beef in the streets
Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout baggin the grams
I ain't never had no spot or went hand to hand
Me, I don't know nothin 'bout takin the stand
I ain't never got a nigga ass stuck in the can
Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout dro or hash
Coke, dope, ex, dust or crystal meth
Nah, I'm just tryin to rap to get some cash
Keep the Hip Hop Police off my ass

[Chorus: Prodigy]
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles
I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible
All I know who spittin all I know who givin
Me all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass
Listen, keep it far away from me
I ain't got time for sittin in the penitentuary
All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work
When theb album drop they go bezerk
Mad video play, crazy radio spins
Number one all the time, our reign never ends
Don't point the finger at us somebody's hangin
They had a beef with us, plus we don't know nathin

[Chorus: Spider Loc]
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 3: Spider Loc]
I don't know nothin 'bout jumpin out splittin homeboy head
But for real that's fucked up they say that homeboy dead
I can't even think, who 'gon want him dead
Have no idea what type of gun they done him with
You see I hear no evil and I see no evil
Ain't tryin to talk to or hear from or see those people
And I ain't had them little homies burn up no regal
I've been tryin to do this music thang and just go legal
I don't know why my name in your female's phone
But you really startin to sound like a females homes
Don't know why they told you that we sell stones
We on the internet tryin to get our Email on

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 4: Lloyd Banks]
Nah nigga I don't know who sent them young boys through
To air the strip, shit just be happenin out the blue
I don't be around here, I ain't hip to the news
I don't know why that man clutchin on that shit when you move
I don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels
You know how easy it is to get shit confused
I wasn't even in New York, I was just in the cruise
Somewhere way out in the islands woth your bitch in the cruise
Who's my bitch in the cruise, dudes get hit when they snooze
Lose they hit from the Uz, Uz all over the street
I don't know why they said what's up I don't know who's in that jeep
He talk about me all day but I ain't losin no sleep

[Chorus: Ma$e]
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 5: Ma$e]
I don't know why my charm 'bout as big as your palm
And why the diamond chain I wear as 'bout as long as your arm
You tell me, how many diamonds in my bezel
There's one for everytime I had to grind up in the ghetto
I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin Buicks
I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music
Even when, I don't do it chicks release body fluid
Body drop, shotty pop, and niggaz wanna tie me to it
I don't know why Loon and Fabby won't just say I'm they daddy
Why they solve them CB4 niggaz just keep comin at me
Got as many beefs as 50 and a nigga go to church
Could you imagine if my hands was on work, I don't know

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you know how my squad do

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

Talk About Me

[Intro]
Yeah! Ha Ha!

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 1]
I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimey nigga
50 shot my brother I'm a find that nigga
We don't see his punk ass unless he on TV
Yeah he did my brother dirty but he don't wanna see me
Member Rydell from KP thought he was his man
Put him on the table to bag up he beat him for grams
How you think he got that money for that Chalk Gray Land
That nigga robbin and stealin everything that he can

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear hoes runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 2]
Yeah I know Curtis, he used to fuck with my friend
Used to come through my projects pick her up in the Benz
Niggaz from my buildin always used to ask about him
Like she in and out of town right that niggaz get down right
I used to say, all I know, is the nigga get money
And you standin in my way, excuse me dummy
Ronda she told me that nigga a freak
And McDonald's ain't the only thing that he eat

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 3]
I love 50 Cent, that's my dad
But even my mom talk about him bad
She says since he blew up, he changed for sure
He's really fascinated with these fancy hoes
I don't know why but there personalities collide
And my dad will swallow blood before he swallows his pride
You know the kids in my class they be sayin he's crazy
They just like him cause he rollin with Dr. Dre and Shady

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 4]
Man 50 fucked up, I mean real fucked up
He left us in the hood we fucked up
I can't believe this nigga getting all this money
Still actin like he in the street tellin niggaz they can't eat
You know this motherfucker went and bought Tyson's crib
Got Bentley's, Ferrari's, and all that shit
He don't even come through to try and help niggaz out
That's the bullshit see what I'm talkin about

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 5]
That's my Grand baby I love him I raised that boy right
He ran to me cryin sent him back out to fight
Put a battery in his sock go pick up a rock
You ain't a chump, you want your Grandma to think you a punk
Look at my first Grand baby, he is a big rap star
Bought me a house, diamonds, and a brand new car
I tought him what it takes, to go this far
Boy I'm the reason you are what you are

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

jecika_84 · ^Everyday Is Viggo day^

When It Rains It Pours

[Intro]
Yeah..
Its 50
One shot, One kill, What's the deal?
Yeah, what's the deal?
Listen..

[Chorus]
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers, just because
Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours
Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours
End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

[Verse]
Aint nutin changed, niggaz doin the same old shit
Them new Hollow tips and them same old clips
In the projects niggaz fuck with the same old chicks
And somehow they still think there game so sick
Now i'm finna rip, niggaz know i'm about my grip
I dont trick man i barely even feed a bitch
She say im stingy, i said i dont need you bitch
Go ahead leave, see if i chase you, shiit
Tell your mami, i catch her on the street i'ma get her
She know i'm on parole, why she call police on a nigga
She jus' mad, cuz a nigga pockets all swoll'
When she asked to borrow sumthin', i said hell naw
I was tellin' the lil' homies all about this shit
So keep your mind on your money and dont trus no bitch
Keep your head high notes when them pigs came
But her ass kinda fat so niggaz treat her the same
This is real..

[Chorus]
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers, just because
Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours
Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours
End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

[Verse]
It was blood stains on my stoop when ??Eyeball?? got shot
When homicide outside, nigga i'm not
Its the third time niggaz dunn circled the block
Its money out now, yeah, but damn its hot
They love to catch a nigga on a direct sale
They say tell us who caught the body or you goin' to jail
Look if you know the drill you stay the fuck outta dodge
Say what's happenin' to the captain and what's up to the searg'
Fuck bein' in a cage man that shit for the birds
Charlie drunk drinkin' While Irish Row's on the curb
I know a spot fulla niggaz tryna get a few bucks
Hopin' then nutin' come out they gon' have um some luck
PH to the deuce, they stumbled off Matt
Lost his re-up money man that's all he had
Magazine from the store so he can look at the cars
And do pull-ups in the park on the monkey bars
Man it's fucked..

[Chorus]
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers, just because
Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours
Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours
End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

[Outro]
[Gunshots, Sirens, Choppers, Rain, Thunder]