G-Unit Nigga   50 Cent   You Heard Me   Irv I don't believe you let that nigga talk   You fat cupcake eatin' mothafucka   I'll fuck you up nigga   Fuckin' punk ass nigga   Don't nobody respect you nigga   You Preme's son nigga   Mothafucka's been gettin' extorted since day one   Its all kinda bitch in ya, chinese, spanish, black, white      I got X   Method slabs and cocaine   So the feds wanna search us   like arabs boardin' tha planes   I'm in tha range   switchin' lanes   Reminscin' on cans and sardines      And car dreams   I'm burnin' unfamiliar bud   Got a shotgun like Elmer Fudd   That'll let off and leave you hella blood   Ma I'm hip to tha game   Blue ice chips in the chain   A few nights skipped on the plane   With two white chicks gettin' brain   bang bang from big heaters   Hundred dollar sneakers   Two seaters   Two ninas      And a bundle of hayes   At least enough to last fourteen days   He wouldn't sell lobster   My eyes slanted like Pharell's partner   Nigga respect like your father when it comes to drama   I put tha llama to your mama   and beat her like a pinata      Nigga I been hotta since '97   You been beggin' tha 5th kick like a kung-fu legend   One blue seven   Whats poppin' nigga?   Different day same shit   What you coppin' nigga?   S-K's want bricks, shit      You wind up dead with this   So why turn soft?   Straight bullets will burn a niggas sideburns off   I gotta model with a sick ass   Bagged her off 5th ave.   Fucked her offa hot dog and a playoff knick pass      Now we shoppin in tha malls on tha westcoast   And as far as pussy   I been through more walls than asbestos   So lets toast   And have a sex on tha beach   These niggas quotin' my lines like a Martin Luther King speech   Remember Patrice   She looked like Kelis   Met her in club   And caught her eyein' my piece   And with all the birds at tha show   I had to fuck tha crazy hoe   Callin' Hot 97 'cause she knows I'm on tha radio   (Ha Ha Bitch)      [50 Talking]   Yea   Ja you little Stuart Little lookin' mothafucka   Catch you I'll break your mothafuckin' neck nigga   You only weigh 110 pounds you little fagot   I know tha stylist you been fuckin' too nigga   I paid him 50,000   Check my album out nigga   February 11th you gonna hear him talk   You little bitch   Tryin' to jump off like its a promotional stunt   Seven days before your album drop   huh..you little bitch      Order of protection   From who?   Who I need an order of protection from nigga? (Laughs)   Ya lil' k..awe man   Mothafuckas man   Ya'll niggas is gonna make this a lot of fun for me