50 Cent feat. G-Unit

PT2 & Bump Heads

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[50 Cent]I wanna be the reason you smile after you wipe ya tearsThe reason you have the courage to confront ya fearsThe reason there`s two karats in each of ya earsI splurge with the paper ma, I don`t careHow you like it, pumps or boots, jeeps or coopsMinks or leathers, fifty fall off neverWhats mine is yours and whats yours is mineSo when I shine, you shineThe finest champagne, we can toast to lifeCrap table in Vegas, you can toss the diceDon`t let ya fears let you confuse sayin` "fifty`s bad news"I need you in my life girl, your too much to lose[Beat switches][Hook]Nigga, you won`t deny that I`ma fuckin` ride outThen you`ll bump heads wit meI`ll put a hole in yo ass, you`ll seeThat it ain`t cool to fuck wit me[Tony Yayo]G-Unit, I roll wit gorillasFuck a big body guard, I hang wit pint size killasI ain`t tryin` to be dirty, still on the stripI`m tryin` to be dirty, filthy richGive a nigga too much rope, he think he a cowboyGive Tony too much dope, I`m pushin` the big boyV12, SL detailedI rap and wait for them checks in the mailIf you hatin`, your due time life will expireCause my guns speak jamaican, they be like "Bloodfire!"Where I`m from, niggas be on some sleak shitThey hungry, use they lighters to cook their beef stickAnd this `dro and this nestle got me rightSo my lungs be as black as Wesley SnipesI`m on first class flights heading towards VegasYa slot machines niggas, we crap table playersI roll a seven, cause we crap table players[Hook]Nigga, you won`t deny that I`ma fuckin` ride outThen you`ll bump heads wit meI`ll put a hole in yo ass, you`ll seeThat it ain`t cool to fuck wit me[Lloyd Banks]I know a lot of niggas want Banks goneMy kind of beef will fuck up ya grill and not the kind you putfranks onI`m hidin` out, so my meals is home cookedI deal wit more ho`s than a chinese phone bookYour high with your messed up ratchetsI`m out blowin` haze bags the size of ketchup packetsFuck who`s in ya ride, there`s tools on my sideBy the females standin` with tattoos on they thighsThere`s a lot of cats losin` they wivesCause next time I see `em, they got black and blues on they eyesNah, I ain`t ready to die, but I`m preparedBut I`d rather grow old with grey hairs in my beardThey know me in the field, the kid with the fansThat argue over my balls like Kobe and ShaquilleIf you talkin` bout millions throw me in the dealBig city, stadium tour, ruining the bill motherfucker

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