Fuck You 50 Cent

[Chorus: Samples & 50 Cent]
[Pain In Da Ass] "Fuck you"
[Styles P] "I don't give a fuck who you"
[Pain In Da Ass] "Fuck you"
[Styles] "I don't give a fuck who you"
[Pain In Da Ass] "Fuck you"
[Styles P] "I don't give a fuck who you are"
[Pain In The Ass] "Fuck you"
[Nas] "Niggas is this and that"
[Big Pun] "I'm even, I'm even better than before"
[Styles P] "I don't give a fuck who you are"
[Pain In Da Ass] "Fuck you"
[Nas] "Niggas is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
[Styles P] "I don't give a fuck who you are (Uh)
[Pain In The Ass] "Fuck you" (Yeah)
[Nas] "Niggas is this and that"
[Big Pun] "I'm even, I'm even better than before" (I couldn't say it better myself)
[Styles P] "I don't give a fuck who you are"
[Pain In Da Ass] "Fuck you" (Ha ha, ha ha)
[Nas] "Niggas is this and that, I'm just (Yo), I'm just, I'm just the best"

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Either I'm trippin' off the ecstasy
Or I could feel the world turnin' (Yea)
I'm havin' flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin'
Comin' up, I was taught never back down (Uh huh)
That's why I act the way I act now, hold the mac down
32 shots, squeeze, there ain't a shell left
Run with my gun smokin', you can smell death
They get the first laugh, I get the last laugh, homie (Ha ha ha)
Hit the gas on it, pull up and mash on 'em
There's a lot of talk in the streets about me
Niggas know, ain't nothing sweet about me
They keep asking me questions, (Woo) like "50, who shot ya?...
You think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah-Tah?"
Nigga, street shit should stay in the street
So, keep it on the low
But everybody who's somebody already know
A few words for any nigga that get hit the fuck up
My advice if you get shot down, is get the fuck up
Lets go!