If Dead Men Could Talk 50 Cent

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Hold up
Son them niggas know who hit that nigga son (I know, I know)
They - how the fuck, we gon' know who hit him, and they don't know who hit him?
The hood talkin man, e'rybody know~! (I know, it's fucked up)

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Now I lay thee down to sleep
Niggas try and lay me down wit heat
If I should die though before I awake
I pray my Lord my soul to take

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
If dead men could talk in your sleep your homey told you who got him
Would you have the heart to shoot the nigga that shot him? (Huh?)
Or would you start switchin up
You thinkin 'bout the penitentiary, ya bitchin up?
What if he said money ain't everything, the hood raised us wrong
A jux'll get your money long but look here I'm gone
Would that touch your heart? Have you feelin funny inside?
Would that be enough to make your punk-ass ride?
What if he gave you a lil list of things to do?
Said he wouldn't have to die, he could live through you
Would you load the gats and get ready to ride
Or would you lock the door at yo' crib and hide?
It's a cold world even when it's hot outside
Whether sunshine or rain, you still feel pain
Hit him 'cause he was your strength, now you in a daze
Your homey turnin' over in his grave
'Cause you PUSSY!