Whoo Kid 50 Cent

[50 Cent talking]
Yea, yeah, like, that's what I'm sayin' Whoo Kid, ya know I'm sayin'
Niggas see you in that drop Lex right
Niggas get mad kid, ya know I'm sayin'
'Cause dey don't like to see a nigga do good and shit
They see you be warm
Wind blowin' through ya hair
Ya got a bitch in the passenger seat
The wind blowin' through her hair so you know what, here
**Gun cocks**
You take this just in case a nigga act up, aight my nigga

[Intro]
Whoa
50 Cent
G Unit!
(Yea) Hah ha (Ha)
Yeah

[Chorus]
You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line
You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine
You ain't gettin' yours? thats fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine

[50 Cent]
I got a M1 in my hand, I'm finna start killin' shit
I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant
What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest?
My four fifth will lift you and your motherfuckin' bench press
Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz
Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass
Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out
Four fifth, four shots, that'll fuckin' air 'em out
In the hood niggas love me cause I keep it real
G-Unit niggas, they gon' always make bail
Whether it's two G's or twenty G's
Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys
Bitch please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls
I'm not that nigga that you striptease for
You gotta a problem or anger nigga to call
Cause I'm out like a pimp than a trick, bitch!