Elementary 50 Cent (Ft. Lloyd Banks, Scarlet O’Harlem & Tony Yayo)

[Intro: 50 Cent & Scarlett]
(G-Unit!)
A, B
You can't fuck wit me (Uh-huh)
C, D
You [?] them Harlem street (What!)
E, F
Don't talk me to death (Yeah!)
G, H
It's elementary

[Verse 1: Scarlett & 50 Cent]
Picture me rolling Range Rover same color your Air Force Ones (Yeah!)
White on white, ya like?
Red I Flight the night, from L.A. to N.Y I'm Harlem bound (Uh-huh)
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs (Woo!)
I hear 'em whispering "dat ain't a man, shit that's her." ([?])
She roll with them G Unit niggas (Ha ha, ha ha), that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples gass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, 20's for the six, hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch (Biiiiitch!)
And the police we'll have another crime scene taped up (Uh-huh)
Jim Star cross yo head
Give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they make
Eybody ain't shook, you see doin' the shake (Wuhhh!)